Teen Angst

My first Sonnet

I won’t lie, the resentment gets worse.

Those bitter feelings will always backfire.

I’ll never match up, I think they’re a curse;

those prodigies to which I’d aspire.

Instead I sit, my mind closed anxiously,

self reflecting whilst they felt limerence.

teen angst claws my lingering sanity,

and those prescribed pills make little difference.

Cos’ I’ll always know people wittier,

smarter, more acknowledged and likeable;

modestly talented and prettier.

Hiding away still feels preferable.

So here I’ll remain, an out casted state -

Cigarette in hand, I await my fate.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. I believe we gain wisdom when we don't care about the opinions of others.
"So here I’ll remain, an out casted state -
Cigarette in hand, I await my fate."
Better to walk alone than with the cattle being led to the slaughter house. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote