its sad how teenagers feel alone surrounded by others upset in their room with their thoughts while from good families and happy childhoods yet mistreated by those who could not understand them feeling no meaning for their life no one to support them forgetting to remind themselves scars will heal and smiles will return and monsters inside will disappear if i could tell them one thing it would be you are never too broken sure you have scars and fragile memories but then again all great survivors do
This poem was inspired by an E.E Cummings's poem. It's not my favorite but I really like the idea of it, and I hope to improve it over time :-)