I don't know why I feel pain,
I must be going completely insane.
For I worry day and night,
Nothing ever seems right.
Life is not fair at all,
When have I ever stood tall?
I push myself too hard,
My past has me scarred.
I wish I lived in the present,
Where it is mostly pleasant.
I have too much anxiety and fear,
I shed a tear.
Sixteen is a stressful age,
I sit and wait to turn this page.