age, 16A Poem by inkonpaper
how will i get through life when i can't even handle being 16?
theres' just so much pressure from education to family, from one party to another not to mention the parties i'm not invited to and the parties within parliament which are messier than my bedroom floor my friends look at me and see a smiling face never one to miss a joke or add to a lit conversation but why do i feel as if inside i'm merely a flame trying to keep alight? why do i feel as if i'm just a hit-or-miss, a joke itself? what else can i say other than i miss being a kid? i want to feel the spread of goosebumps on my skin from adrenaline instead i cower from their invasion as Fear leads the way and i'm just here sitting on my bed writing a poem
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Added on July 28, 2016 Last Updated on July 28, 2016 Tags: 16, sixteen, growing up, stress, anxiety, depression, kid, fear, poem, poems AuthorinkonpaperUnited KingdomAbout16. Been through more than my fair share. But my experiences have aided me in living and breathing through words. more..Writing
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