A Teen

2011-07-17T02:55:00.000-07:00

Middle morning on a cold day
I stood by the windows
Starring at the rays…
Mess in my mind
For the answers I couldn’t find.
I rushed through the door; it was time for the school
I tried to pretend, stay calm and cool
With my mind, out of stock, I attended the classes
With an unidentified feeling, I looked at the window glasses
Decided to relent, and push off the mental fights
Fears of renege, A girl repines.
Stood on an empty bench, Depressed, unfine.
The school got over, I walked in repose
Ignoring all of ‘em, who had a couple of things to show
I fastened the door, and threw the school beg aside
With ooze of sorrow, up, to my room I climbed
Locked the door, and against the wall I stood
In deep, dark feelings, Like a dense wood
Thinking and thinking over and again
I started crying in grief and pain
Suddenly, I heard somebody running up the stairs
I locked up the tears and managed my hair
Someone knocked, I opened the door
It was my cousin
Amused, he asked, “What’s the mess over the floor?”
I tried to settle up things around
For something strange in me, he found
With uncontrollable emotions, I was about to explode
He thought I was ill and went back home
Tired and miffed, I rolled up to bed
And placed my hands under my head
Tears running down the cheek
Landed on the pillowcase
To drive ‘em off, I could find no ways
Overloading feelings, tried to tame
I put down my eyes in the hope of better day ahead
But found it all the same…

Teens

A Teen