A DIFFERENT KIND OF YOLK

turbo1904

   When I was a kid I remember feeling different then my folks,

 You could say my egg had a different kind of yolk.

 

    I was angry, rude, hyper and high-strung,

 I spoke how I felt never held my tongue.

 

    I was constantly getting into fights,

 My mom would ground me she tried to set me right.

 

   I always felt like there was something wrong with me,

 I was loud, causing trouble never low key.

 

   As I grew older the problem got bigger,

 Cocked and loaded, finger on the trigger.

 

   Puberty arrived and she stuck her head out,

 Six-grade camp a girl I was crazy about.

 

   We had to be cautious big trouble if caught,

 We would sneak away to our favorite spot.

 

   I thought my heart would explode in my chest,

 From that first kiss I knew I was possessed.

 

   We got caught making out our parents blew a fuse,

 They told us it's not normal and there is no excuse.

 

   We paid no attention it was puppy love,

 She was the only thing I could think of.

 

    I remember feeling different then my folks,

 You could say my egg had a different kind of yolk…

 

                           TURBO1904

  • Author: Turbo1904 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 21st, 2021 23:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is about growing up and when puberty comes it brings an unexpected surprise......
  • Category: Love
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