Feelings Poem by Teens

A Poem I Wrote In Foster Care

This is a poem I wrote while I was in foster care...I was under a lot of pressure. My foster sister had like 9 boy friends and had sex with them all. Every one I knew was violent. No one listened to what I had to say.

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Hi, My name is Aubrey. I went through a lot growing up, I'm 13 years old and in Foster Care. I was always left home alone, only to look after my 3 younger siblings. (Ages 1, 2 ,3 , all ten...

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Pressure

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Published: May 2009

You can be as sad as you want,
but don't shed a tear.
The children are watching,
you'll show them you're fear
Just keep your composure,
Be strong and hold on
It's all getting better,
soon you will be gone.
Just please don't start crying!
Could you please be mature?
Why do I feel my feelings don't matter?
The truth is that they really don't matter,
The fact you keep yelling just makes me madder!!
The screaming, yelling, just make it stop!
One day you'll see I'll be at the top.
I'm a 13 year old kid.
So scared to tell those feelings, hid.
So does it make you big and strong?
Just to yell at me like that.
It won't be too long.
Oh look there's my foster sister!
Wearing a thong?
You're getting paid to mess me up.
Under pressure I'm going to screw up!
Help me in this world of silence.
Where all I see has to be violence.

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  • Aubreyanna by Aubreyanna, Crookston
  • 7 years ago

Hi, My name is Aubrey. I went through a lot growing up, I'm 13 years old and in Foster Care. I was always left home alone, only to look after my 3 younger siblings. (Ages 1, 2 ,3 , all ten months apart) for days on end. Their father was abusive to my mother as well as my siblings and I. He used to beat my little brother who is now 3 till he didn't have any more breathe in him...and I can still hear my baby brother in my head crying. I am always blaming myself for what happened, I thought I should have stopped it sooner! He also would beat my mother over drugs saying she was hiding Medication from him. He used to beat her with a stick and I couldn't do anything about it and I kill myself inside. He was a very sick man ...he made my mom steal my Aunt's identity to get prescription meds from 20 different hospitals. She now has over $28,000 dollars debt. Those were rough times for me I didn't know what to do. My mom is awaiting trial on February 16th 2013. Pray for me.

  • Kirstie-Ara by Kirstie-Ara
  • 8 years ago

I try to get through my hard times the same way. Hide my weaknesses, bottle my emotions and fake a smile. Wearing the mask can be so hard sometimes but life is like a game that I'll be damned if I lose.

  • Rihyyah by Rihyyah
  • 8 years ago

Well I once was in foster care. now I'm a sixteen years old girl with a lot to tell. But I can say God has changed me tremendously. I want to thank you because he is the best. I ever had in my life. I have a sister but she isn't my real sister. but I want to thank her for being there. My mother robin is the best. I want to thank her so much.

  • Lindsey by Lindsey
  • 9 years ago

Wow this really touched me I'm going through the exact same thing right now bad this is totally how I feel

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