Ramblings of a Teenage Child

Let’s get one thing straight

I haven’t grown up yet

 

After all these years

After all I’ve said

After what I’ve done

I haven’t grown up yet

 

However, things have changed

 

Anger, bitterness, more anger

Towards her

Grades slipping, friendships ending, listening

To people with much more interesting lives

Than me

 

But hey, at least I’m not yet buried

Is that bad or good

I think it’s good

Disclaimer: Other opinions may vary

 

But hey, at least I’m going to therapy

Is that bad or good

I think it’s good

Disclaimer: Other opinions may vary

 

Nevertheless, I long for the days

Of play and happiness and being young forever

Funny a teenager would be saying that

Not really, I’m still mentally twelve

 

Maturity is something I don’t have yet do

Tis but a confusing sight to see

People who simultaneously

Don’t know you but do too

 

I suppose when I get older

I’ll learn to shut up

Sit down

Accept

What I’ve become

 

When I was younger, I used to love poetry

Now I just wish everyone spoke normally

This poem is about: 
Me

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