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Kayla Eve Aug 28
from chasing butterflies
to chasing *******
that boys could never give to me.

as the years go on
we switch from one poison to another
riding bliss, not bikes
on a path to discovery.
I am at a point where I am confused
I am at a point where I am lost
Is this what being a teenager is?             Boluwatife

I am at a point where I crave to be seen
I am at a point where I crave to be loved
Is this what being a teenager is.            Boluwatife

I am at a point where my heart is broken
I have lost so many friends at this point
Is this what teenage hood is?               Loretta

I am at a point where I don't want to disappoint my parents
I am at a point where I don't want to disappoint my friends
Is this what being a teenager is?         Boluwatife

I love being a teenager, I hate being a teenager
I am confused, depressed and frustrated
Is this what being a teenager is?         Boluwatife

So many things crave my attention
I am afraid I will succumb to the pressure
Is this what teenage hood is?             Loretta

So much is expected of me
I can't seem to find a balance in my life
Is this what being a teenager is?          Boluwatife

Am I being weird, aren't I too fat
I think I'm too thin, a lot of people are staring😥
Is this what being a teenager is?

Everyone wants to force their opinions on me
No one cares what I think
Is this what teenage hood is?             Loretta
I wrote this with  my friend and I hope you enjoy it
Emm Feb 2018
Same old bed
Same old mess
Same old self,
same old, same old
...

Different time
Different expectation
Different people
Different connection
...

Trapped in the possessed power of the passed
memories
Those, who never asked
to

Different world
Different place
Unfamiliar stuff

Ahead of time
Out of rhyme
No one to blame

Aging on,
Here's your stick to find your path
in the dark
Shuffle on,
travel on
...
Alec Boardman May 2017
I ****** up.
I mean like I really ****** it up this time.
I don’t know what I said wrong
But
I’m sorry.
I’d pray you aren’t mad at me
If I believed in a god.
But I don’t
So I just look for people to blame and
Oh look!
I choose myself.
God.
This is the worst.
I’m going to be alone forever.

Oh.
Never mind.
He texted back
November 2016
Dreams of Sepia Nov 2015
A car is a coffin for popcorn
lost in the back seat

we've driven to Land's End
& are standing at the crossroads

between destinations
I'm twelve or fourteen, I can't remember

on holiday from starched uniforms
blazing red & pins & needles-ridden morning assemblies

I'm not yet a European
not yet a Third Culture Kid

longing for cans of baked beans
whilst sampling new delights

my heart is still intact,
my soul is full of hope & dreams

& my hair is long, the way
mother & society wanted it

the signpost is pointing to America
now my lost hope
Land's End is a place by the Sea in Cornwall, England & often visited as the Western most point of England & has a signpost there that tourists like to photograph themselves with, pointing to places like New York & saying the number of miles between it & England.
Rhianecdote Jan 2015
Do you KNOW what it's like to STAND at your front door for half an hour,
SHAKING just trying to OPEN it?
GOD forbid you actually WALK out of it.

WAKING up in cold SWEATS with the PANIC that has FAILED to be SUPPRESSED in the SOLITARY, morphing WARY into the MANIC.

ISOLATION driven you half insane
That as you try to hold a CONVERSATION you're counting the syllables off against WINDOW PANES. And if they don't FIT you have to adjust the TOPIC to make sure you end on the LAST PANE.

It's lasting pain to know
I spent a good part of my
teenagehood in this state.


But now a weight has been lifted,
be it a product of my split personality or not the poles have been shifted,
so now it's time to sue a side
and reclaim the path stolen by an imposter deemed fate
cause if I learnt anything
in the wait it's this;

*YOU ARE THE PERSPECTIVE YOU CREATE
Rhianecdote Jan 2015
You know how you're supposed to grow?

Well I retreated.

Treated and Re-Treated,

For ailments unknown.

— The End —