Hurting Poem by Teens

This poem was written to give a voice to the hurting teens who are afraid to use their own. At any moment, we can be standing right next to someone who is completely broken and not even know it. This poem is meant to encourage everyone, both teens and adults, to reach out to those around them.

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A Plea For Hurting Teens

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Published: January 2016

I've lied way too many times today.
I've lied again and again directly to your face.
I never thought I'd be this way.
I thought I'd always be okay.
What happened to the person I used to be?
What happened to the happier version of me?
Pressure and stress have molded me,
And it's just too hard to be happy.
Can you not tell that I'm wearing a mask?
Can you not see I just wanted to be asked,
How are you truly?
How are you really?
You ask me how I am,
And I can't help but lie.
I say I'm fine,
But that's not true inside.
If you could see beyond my mask,
If you'd just take the time to ask,
If you'd only try to talk to me,
If you'd only get to know me,
Then you would see the hurting teen inside.
You would see why I cry,
You would understand why I feel alone and confused,
And trust me, your help I will not refuse.
Hurting teens are everywhere.
All they need is someone who cares,
Someone they can trust,
Or grief will sweep them away like dust.

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