Inspired By Sadness and Regret
Mum called me sick
She said I'm too slow
I don't know if I should feel weak
Or just go with the flow
Week by week
The insults become stronger
But word by word
I don't know if I can hold it in any longer
My mind and body
Are becoming like the person they control
With self conflicts
And my own personal troll
I write and write
Hoping one day another girl reads this
So she understands she isn't alone
In the midst of her crisis
My mind wants to do its own thing
Just like the person it controls
But gladly so does my heart
But I'm not sure anymore
I don't know when this
Group of people will realize
That I have my own dreams
And yes , they do come with a price
I hate growing up
All I knew was that I was 14 for a long time
And I wanted to be 16
And feel 16 all the time
Now I'm 16 and I truly
Truly do regret
All those years I lost
Years of no regret
I wish I could feel like that again
Feel clueless and easy to blame
No fights and cusses
No bit of shame
I came to realize
Time is beyond control
You can't store it in a jar
But you can use it all
I found out that life is short
Or whatever you wanna say
So go ahead and do all that crazy shit
And live to fight another day
About this poem
This poem describes my hardships as a 16 year old who would be called such things that a 16 year old shouldn't be called. I have channeled my thoughts on how I wish I didn't worry about the future but instead live every moment in the present. I truly do regret wishing I was older or younger. I hope this will encourage you to live and find happiness , even if it means to write depressing poems because we are teenagers who are magnificent and one in a million.
Submitted on September 30, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,138 |
Words | 252 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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