Few years and I don't have to look at your last seen but to gaze at you instead.

i listen and help all the time,
i struggle to find solutions to problems that aren't even mine,

i hug and i comfort them,
i make those who feel like crumpled pieces of paper smooth again,

i laugh and i make them smile,
i make people smile and make their work feel worthwhile,

i keep my accomplishments hidden,
i make them feel special, talented, many compliments given,

i don't share my own problems,
i make other people not have to worry about me, let them blossom,

Sitting here alone
in my dorm room
listening to music
as those around me laugh and go on adventures
has made me realize
that it's ok to be alone

School comes first
yes that may be true
but so does my health
Here at school
I sit in my room
sealed up
brick by brick
constantly doing school work
I can go out

Sometimes I miss my house
I miss the hugs
I miss the cuddles
I miss the warmth of my home
Sure school can never replace a home
But for some reason I thought it would
I wanted the experience like everyone else
I want to laugh and go out
Be a real teen

The leaves are starting to change here
It's starting to get cold
I am in the fall of my teenage years
Next year I turn into a real adult
I just want to live my life and not think
Instead I sit here and analyze everything in my life
Bottles scattered across my desk
Along with a clutter also sits an unmade bed
A bed that shows worn but also eerily neat
This poem is not for pity
Life is not everything we imagine it to be when we're young
our tiny little feet grow up and our strides widen
Life goes on whether we like it or not
It all depends on how ready we are for it