Change Poems by Teens
Poetry about Change
Dealing with changes is challenging. Especially in our teen years when it seems like changes are unending. Sometimes, we fight to hold on to what we were while, at the very same time, we fight to let go of what we were. That said, change shouldn't be feared. Changes are a beneficial, healthy part of growing up. You might lose something good in the process, but you will most likely gain something even better. People, places, and feelings always change so don't resist it. Embrace change, and life will always offer you something new, different, and interesting.
14 Teen Poems about Change
1. ComplicationChanging Life
In a world filled with changes
each and every day,
I feel I'm being judged
for what I do and say.
I remember back to Barbies
and play days at the park,
When I didn't worry about
other people's remarks.
Now looking in the mirror,
I see, to my surprise,
A completely different person
staring in my eyes.
The carefree little girl
I saw at 4 and 5
Is now becoming a teen
Just trying to survive.Latest Shared Story
Reading this poem makes me realize the years my daughters are going through. They are really enjoying their growing up years playing toys, having fun watching cartoons, and playing on the...
Poem About Needing To Make A Change
I used to be that girl,
The one who hid in the shadows,
The one who hid her face from others,
The one who drowned in her tears.
I thought that no one cared.
I watched the other kids as they grouped up.
I was always the outsider, the loner,
But that was my choice.
I chose to be alone.
I chose to cry in the shadows.
I chose to suffer.
It was all me.
I have to realize people aren't going to come to me
They don't have to.
I need to stop rejecting people.
I need to let them into my life.
For one day I will grow old,
And I might need people by my side.
Life may be full of people,
But life isn't going to bring people my way.
I need to get out there and talk to them myself.
Life is not going to wait for me to get out of my shell.
It's my choice to open up while I'm still young and youthful
Or when I'm old and on my death bed.
Time ticks by.
It will never wait.
That's why it's good to make your choice
Before it's too late.
For life is short,
And tomorrow is never promised,
So take that chance to make a friend
Just in case you don't make it to see another day.Latest Shared Story
I had a similar childhood in which many rejected my company. As I grew up, I identified my skills and I could draw the attention of others. My teachers were helpful in this regard. I feel...
3. ChangeThe Struggle To Become A Better Person
I tried so hard to be your perfect child,
but in your eyes I turned out wild.
Yeah, sometimes I did lie,
but Mom, I really did try,
and I'm still trying to change to this day.
Trying to change my horrible ways,
trying to be a better sister and daughter,
but problems just flow like water.
My eyes are burning from the tears.
Just look what happened to our relationship over the years,
but now I will try if you do too,
'cause Mommy, I'm trying to change for you.
4. DaisiesPoem About Middle School And Change
When I see daisies,
Memories I recall
Of a game I learned when
I was oh so small.
Plucking each petal one at a time.
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me,
I sang every line.
Happy, carefree in the midday sun.
I felt engulfed in a world of joyous love,
Falling asleep when the day was done.
The world has changed,
And so have I.
As a teenager, I have become
I wish I could wrap myself in a silk cocoon
And escape this middle school drama
Until early June.
Emerge a butterfly into the summer sun,
I would fly to the daisies
And have fun, fun, fun.Latest Shared Story
I really liked the poem. It really throws you back to childhood. Makes me remember when I was smaller. Your writing transmits feelings of melancholy and nostalgia so well. Wishing to go back...
Popping pills all the time,
Even though I know it's not right,
Cutting deep into my skin,
Gripping my blade tight.
Always trying to look my best,
When I actually look my worst.
I thought alcohol
would refresh my thirst.
I planned to have kids when I got older,
I want good things to tell.
But why I would I tell my children,
that all I wanted was to go to hell?
I had too many problems.
physically abused and bashed.
my arms, wrists, and legs,
had been both bruised and gashed.
I thought of myself,
As a strong Girl.
I wasn't strong at all..
Than I hit reality and realized life was real.
I had decided to stop,
and do what's right to get my life on track.
I realized so much had been wasted
and I needed to change because I could never take it back.
I'm a better person now.
I'm about to turn 16.
I can't believe how stupid and young I was,
and how I was so keen.
All the drugs and the alcohol,
the cutting and pain.
Have all disappeared,
now I'm one step ahead in this game.
I'm finally happy.
Poem About Contemplating Existence
I didn't ask to be born.
It just happened.
I wasn't planned,
I was almost abandoned.
Was I meant to be?
Or not meant to be?
Was I just an accident?
I shouldn't be contemplating these things,
But I can't help it.
These doubtful thoughts rush through my head
When all I want
Is to go to bed.
It's the only place I can rest
Where I'm not treated like a pest.
No one notices that I am trapped inside:
Screaming, yet no one hears,
Where I have lost all of my pride,
Hiding behind a smile and 16 years.
Destroyed by man's words,
As each tear falls,
My heart breaks into thirds.
I build up my walls.
I try to stay positive,
Ignoring the fear that calls and calls.
It doesn't last long;
It never does.
I make a mistake;
This makes everything wrong.
I didn't ask to be born,
But now I have to pay.
You yell and scream;
I always listen to what you say.
Is it too much to ask that you do the same?
You blame me for things I've never done.
You always comment
I'll turn out just like my mum.
But I'll never turn out like her.
She's never around,
She's never here,
She's just a blur.
Does she even care?
You make assumptions that are never true.
You don't understand.
What have I ever done to you?
Everything around turns to grey
As colour slowly fades away.
I stand there with a necklace made of rope,
Wondering if there will ever be hope
But I always seem to stop at that step.
I convince myself it'll be alright.
I know I will never be the world rep for always being right.
I wish that I could make up my mind,
But there is something holding me back,
As if I've been entwined,
Marked and defined.
I look outside and see the trees,
The birds flying with the breeze.
Why can't life be like that?
Not so hard,
Somewhere you don't fall flat.
I try to fight back tears,
Trying to find a reason for all these years.
I feel like I'm all alone,
But God looked down from heaven's gates
And saved me from those terrible fates.Latest Shared Story
This poem just hit me. I never lost my mom, but in a way I did lose my dad. He’s never around, and when he does come around he doesn’t acknowledge that I’m there. He spends all the time with...
Poem About Finding The Real You
I blocked out happy and I blocked out sad.
People told me to open my eyes and see what I could've had.
As it spun and as it twirled,
Round and round went my misunderstood world.
Play, pause, stop, and rewind,
I wanted to leave my life behind.
With a "KEEP OUT!" sign for my future and a haunting past,
With the way I was going, I would never last.
I got depressed and I lost control,
I didn't think of the consequences, I let my emotions go.
Violence and hate flushed through my brain,
No happy, no normal, just never-ending pain.
I looked through the red, wet track marks across my once pure arms,
People judged and stared at the girl who self-harms.
You can't feel my pain, and you can't read my mind,
Think about what I'm saying; I said, "I was fine."
I was vulnerable and lonely, a very easy target.
Now I am strong willed, confident, and kind hearted.
So out with the old and in with the new.
Find the lost person; that is the real you.
8. IsabellaPoem About Getting Through A Dark Time
Just a game.
A bad addiction,
Never to fade.
Admitting what's real,
The truth to spill.
Tired of hiding,
Help is near.
Ashamed and frightened,
A final promise,
I want to keep,
Habits to beat.
A greater fear.
A different path,
A way to turn,
Things to see,
A place to go,
God found me.
Off to the emptiness
where I am widely invited.
I do hope loneliness
will consume my soul.
Away the hurt will go.
No more aches because
the dulling numbness,
will take away my feel.
Stretching long and far
is my path,
leading to a place
hoarding the lowest of lows.
One more companion
to guide my way.
I do hope
He doesn't shun my choice.
Crawling through the years,
through the vents,
I see the world as it is.
To people pay no attention
the reflection I see.
Only showing dirt,
hopelessness, and debris.
Alas they only see
what is shown to them.
No second glance
Warmth and comfort,
turn to foreign concepts.
Taking their place,
hurt and sorrow.
What will become
of my murky reflection,
Would it be easier,
to just accept?
Skip the pain
right to the killing.
Tear off the leftover shreds
of my feelings.
Plunge into darkness,
hopefully to resurface,
Clean of my emptiness.
10. I'm Stuck!
Stuck in a world where everything has gone wrong.
Nothing is going my way anymore
New twists and turns have been made on that road I thought I had in control
Nothing is the same
Friends and family say that they notice a change in me
What change? I cannot say
Whatever happened to everyone rooting and cheering me on?
Now everyone has turned around and talked about me saying mean stuff
Now I'm desperately searching for a way out of this world.
But the thing is I end running in circles
I had the map of a perfect world.
But someone stole it now
I want my life back and my map too.
But I can't get it back now
You always see me smiling,
But on the inside I'm really crying.
Nobody knows me,
Nobody understands me.
I've never had anybody to talk to.
My dad was never here,
My mom was always working,
None of my friends wanted to talk about feelings,
Then I turned to drugs,
I felt like they were the only thing that would understand me.
They took over my life.
Every day, all day, before school, even during school, and after school.
I said goodbye to my family and old friends.
I had no more feelings,
I just didn't care anymore.
Everything seemed so great, only because I was hiding my feelings behind the drugs. They controlled everything, my feelings, thoughts, and body.
It was the scariest thing ever, I just didn't know what to do.
Then I moved away from my family and so called friends.
I finally sobered up.
It was the best feeling ever.
I turned to the best person ever, Jesus.
I stopped living life for myself & started living for him.
Ever since I've made that choice I've rose to the top.
I can face my feelings and I'm a stronger person,
I'm not afraid anymore.
My family finally loves me and is here for me again.
I love this feeling,
I love the new me.
Change From Depressed To Happy
Amongst the midnight sky,
I stare at a rose as it dies.
Its pedals are torn and bruised,
such a precious thing to lose.
Yet, when I stare into the full moon,
I see that it will be daytime soon.
When I hear a girl's sorrowful cries,
I know that a new rose began to arise.
Those pedals are lush and red,
nowhere close to being dead.
And as I find her inside my heart,
I know that I am not falling apart.
I finally realize who I really am,
it definitely took some time but, damn.
It was all worth it in the end.
13. My Drug Change
It's a whole new day
the past is gone
mistakes are mistakes
let's move along
Changes will come
at least I hope
no more drama to live with
no more weed or dope
I'm no longer no one
I put my drugs aside
my life as changed
I gained my pride
I can walk down the street
feeling good about me
I'm prouder ever
thank God I'm free.Latest Shared Story
This poem was good. It made me think of myself.
14. Change No More
A happy little baby
In mommy's comforting arms
Sleeping sound and peaceful
Until the day is gone
Next thing you know
I'm all grown
Riding a bike all on my own
Going to school
Falling in love...
Things are changing
I want it to be...
Like it used to be
Not crying all the time...
Now I wake up to find
Marks on my arms
But the pain is gone
My eyes fill with tears
As I scream
I don't want this pain
I don't want this change
Why can't it all be over?
No more hurt...
No more pain...Latest Shared Story
I'm so glad I could help you (: <3
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