Growing Up Poem by Teens

Poem On Coping With Stress And Anxiety

I wrote this poem as I'm a teenager. Life at the moment can sometimes be a challenge. Life was getting harder and in the way. These are just some of the feeling that I felt at that moment.

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Teenage Life

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Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011 with permission of the Author.

I'm going through a hard  time.
I sit in my room most of time.
I throw things around.
Just to calm me down.

I thought one day everything was going to be okay.
But I'm still waiting for that day.
School is just getting in the way,
And I'm getting judged every day.

It's just not fair.
I don't know what to wear.
I try my hardest.
But no one thinks it's my hardest.
I just wanna give up.
But I can't as I need to show them up.

There is no point being angry at everyone
When you are just going to be outdone.
I start to cry.
And I know it's time for me to squeeze by.

It's time for me to get on with life.
But it feels like I have been stabbed with a knife.
I don't know how I can go on.
When I look upon
I see a shooting star and I wish,
But it always ends up in a swish.

I thought you said it was going to be easy.
But I guess you were wrong cause it ain't breezy.
Listen to your heart,
And you might find the right part.
Why am I breaking apart
All at the heart?

I don't wanna be torn.
Why can't I just be reborn?
So I can start from the start again.
And then I might lose some of the pain.
Then I might have a better chance,
And I will have a better stance.

I had a dream.
But then I realized that it was upstream.
I got out of touch with the ones who gave me my wings to fly,
And I began to cry.

I forgot so easy about what really matters.
Now everything is a bit of a splatter.
I feel like I'm upside down,
And I just frown.

I hope I'm dreaming 'cause I don't like this feeling.
'Cause it's very unappealing.
I don't know how to get out of this.
I wish it just wouldn't exist.
can smeone help me,
Or can I just flee?

Everything I do is making me more confused
And now I feel like I'm just getting used.
I finally get happy,
And then something comes on my mind and I'm unhappy.

Life is hard and always will be,
but I guess I just have to harden up.

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