Too young to die and too old to care
Theta was here, he met these things that we call a teenagers, much spunk and angst radiated from these beings, Theta accepted them though for he understood that they are just angry and afraid of life all at the same time.
- I can take on the world they say but they are just in a mood
Rowdy and energetic these adolescents are misunderstood
- One second they are invincible the next a delicate shell
At times they feel empty and sad and why they can not tell
- The reason is that they have now realized life
Anxiety has struck them and they don’t want to die
- Don’t want to die alone or even without purpose
They feel like the world is against them and feel that they are left deserted
- They build a wall and they put on a mask to protect themselves
They start to shout at the world so they won’t become overwhelmed
- They shout to drown out there issues and insecurities they see in the mirror
After they are done they are more calm and can now see clearer
- I pat these people on the back for each one of them is beautiful and unique
I am glad they shout instead of taking it out on themselves and starting knife streaks
- For self harm is horrible and distasteful and isn’t necessary
For these people are just lost in their minds and in woe they are buried
- So here is to the noisy ones let them shout at the world and have their fun
For they shout at their demons and the world until the day is done
- Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 9th, 2019 11:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Good morning and or afternoon (Whenever you read this). As always feedback is welcome have a good day. -Theta
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
- Users favorite of this poem: Aislinn Wilson
Comments2
There really is a serious vulnerability and anger that comes with the teenage experience. Thanks for reminding me in the best and worst of ways.
I'm glad you liked it Aislinn thank you for the kind words
This was really greatly done. Excellent poem.
Thank again for the generous input
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