Everyone tells you,they're the best years of your life.The thing they don't tell you,is they are all full of strife.From a child to a teen,in less then a year. It's a lot to deal with,you have to grow up fast.As a child you're free,as teen you feel locked up.A child has no worries,A teen has a lot.You learn the meaning of love you discover broken hearts.The worries of being accepted,are the hardest part of all.What's the "best" about these years.When as a teen,you live in fear.
Some nights I stay up late and cry,Other times I feel as if I could die! In my life I feel not loved,I always get kicked around or shoved.But why should I be happy?How can I be if I'm treated so crappy?Every day seems like a battle.I get thrown around like a baby's rattle.Sometimes everything can be so scary.Why can't I just be happy and merry?For all my faults, I am to blame.I am the one to take all the shame.
The world doesn't understand, What's going wrong in me ,Neither do they want to know For fear they'll have to seeSo many things useless in life But all acceptable Except a teen with lofty dreamsBut balance by the bowl So many times I've wondered whyTeens today are used While as a child they sat alone angry and confused Crouching down upon the floor To avoid viscous blowsOf words of hate and flying fists And what else? Who knowsCreatures from deep inside their minds That hollow dark abyssScream to them their life is lost They lost it in a kiss Unfeeling teens when will they learn What's prominent and good And damn it, when will they Do as WE think they really should?
My guardian angel, once careless and free, flew into the clouds and lost touch with me. Her tears were cold and wet, falling on my face.Her smile had left us without a trace. Her angelic lips quivered, frozen and scared, I felt rain clouds visiting, and had to prepare. I knew that angels, often content, were very special presents that God had sent.To see one so sad, so afraid, so alone, had made me weep while the cold winds had blown. Her wings lost feathers, comforting and soft, falling from the stars, floating aloft. Her pain was felt throughout the land, to feel true misery