Teenager Poem

Parents don't get teenagers because they are not teenagers in our time. Our world is still a mystery to them.

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My parents think they know all about me. Sometimes I wonder if they can remember what its like to be a teen. They say when we try to tell our side of the story it is talking back but they can...

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Advice To Clueless Parents

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Published: August 2009

You are playing a broken record,
The song is called Clueless.
Your eye is a magnifying glass,
Inspecting my life in close-up.

The song you play is scratchy,
The words jailed in my head.
I am the victim to this repetition,
Listening to this is an outrage.

But you think you've figured out my story,
You think you've got me solved,
You think you've read the fact sheet,
But you know nothing at all.

My world is still your mystery,
Your words are not law,
My crime is not your crime,
I will work it out on my own.

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  • Lucy by Lucy, Florida
  • 6 years ago

My parents think they know all about me. Sometimes I wonder if they can remember what its like to be a teen. They say when we try to tell our side of the story it is talking back but they can talk all they want then ground us and I think where's my freedom of speech. I'm not trying to be disrespectful but I just want to say my peace before they ground me in a calm tone with out yelling. My mom yells a lot saying we don't clean enough or obey right away our rooms need to be clean 24/7 365 and then she just yells. I do obey not always right away but I do. I clean but it's not good enough for her. I lov her but she drives me nuts the only reason I may yell when I'm trying to say my side is because I'm trying to speak and she just get louder and will not let me speak. Parents have their rights and use them all the time but it feels like I don't have any rights as a teen. I just want her to know I am a human and we can talk like adults and have both sides of the story and I need my own space.

  • Solange by Solange, Peru
  • 9 years ago

Hey, I like this poem it's exactly what teenager think about their parents. You're totally right. =)

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