Growing Up Poems by Teens
Relatable Teen Poems About Growing Up
Every family has hopes and aspirations for their children. Some may long to send their children to college if the parents have not had that opportunity. Others may aspire for a better life in another country. Sometimes there are conflicts between the dreams of the parents and the dreams of their children. Parents may have labored so that their children could have what they consider a better life only to have their children choose other options. This can be heartbreaking for the parents who may think that they have labored in vain, and stressful for the children who have their own dream to live out.
21 Poems about Maturing and Coming of Age
Being An Example To Young Children
Little eyes, they are always watching
As I go through fields of sunflowers and clouds of crows
They see everything I do
Little ears, they are always listening
As I whisper words that I throw around like pebbles into a river
They hear everything I say
Little hands, they always do what I do
As I pick up the burdens of this life and hold them tightly to my chest
They copy everything I do
Little mouth, they always talk as I talk
As I cast my words into a sea of disregarded lies and careless feelings
They say everything I say
As I walk down the highways of shadows and allies of sunshine
They follow me wherever I go
2. NostalgiaLearning To Let Go
Together we wrote our stories.
Together we sang our songs.
But now it's all gone.
Stashed away like photographs
inside my mind
in a place I have labeled "memories."
when I flip through those pages,
thinking tenderly of the past,
remembering who we used to be-
sitting in class
having long conversations,
exchanging lyrics and words,
or just laughing 'til we couldn't breathe-
it fills me with a bitter-sweet ache,
and I just want to be little again.
Sometimes, random memories-
a reminiscent word said here,
a familiar melody heard there,
a burst of giggles and laughter-
catch me off-guard
and nostalgia floods my senses.
The desire to relive them,
to create once again
the everlasting from fleeting moments,
to feel the love that remains.
It grips me,
taking hold of my entire being.
My heart is throbbing again
with that sweet ache,
longing for what once was.
And that's when I realize,
it is but the wistful desire
of a child that never grew up
and learned just how to be.
So I had to settle for passing through the moments
like walking through doors,
only allowing my heart to flutter,
to flicker again with the bliss
I had once experienced.
It is a reminder
of a happiness I once owned,
of the love that remains,
of the things I no longer have...
and knowing that it will never come again
is what makes it so sweet.
A strange feeling fills my chest
as I leave this place.
As if I am not only going to miss
the people I love,
the person I was at that time and place,
because I will never be that way again.
And I cling to it,
to that memory,
to that person I want to remain,
afraid to let it fade
to let it become a ghost,
Everything that I have loved
everything I lost.
Wasn't it beautiful
when we believed in everything?Latest Shared Story
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3. The TruthTeenage Letter To Parents
Most adults sit and wonder
Why we sit and pout,
But so far not a single one
Has it figured out.
They say that our lives are easy,
No reason for us to stress,
But with all these problems,
Our lives are one big mess.
For one, the expectations,
All the pressure put on us,
The expect us to be perfect
And never make a fuss.
They want straight A's and artists
Musicians and athletes.
Nothing less will pass for them.
All we do is compete.
But what about last night?
When my best friend left?
Why can't I just take a break?
Even for a sec.
But no, we must keep going
To form your perfect child.
We, teens, are getting sick of it.
Let's break loose, get wild.
We are hurt and angry,
Screaming from inside.
Scared to come out
With tears to hide.
Now don't you get it?!
What you've done to us?
Life is so much harder
When there's no one to trust.
4. Growing UpFeeling Like A Disappointment
I've grown up, I'm not your perfect little girl anymore.
Bottled up inside are the things I never said,
The lines you never read,
The voices in my head I can't keep quiet.
I know I'm a failure to you.
I'm sorry I've disappointed you.
I've worked so hard to make you proud,
But it never seems to be enough.
Each word you say when you're mad hits me like a bullet,
Leaving a stinging red mark.
No matter how hard I try, I always seem to fail.
It hurts because you know how much I look up to you.
You let me down when I needed you the most.
I'm now done trying to impress you,
Done starving myself to be more like you.
It's time for you to let go.
Remember, I've grown up.
I'm not the perfect little girl I used to be.
Impact Of High School On Teenage Girl
There once was a little girl.
She was sweet, and in dresses she liked to twirl.
Everywhere she went,
She left her footprint.
Her smile was almost contagious,
And the amount of love she received was outrageous.
But the little girl then grew up.
And her tea wasn't as easily in her cup.
She didn't have the greatest luck,
And truly it's because people suck.
As a teenager, she lost friends.
Mostly because high school comes with ends.
But people called her names,
And boys played with her heart like a string of games.
But don't let this information fool you.
She could still be herself if she wanted to.
Some days she could try on her dresses like when she was a little girl,
And she could stand in front of her mirror to watch herself twirl.
Even though she had gotten older,
And thought that years going by had destroyed her,
She was wrong; she could still be sweet.
She still left a footprint with each of her feet.
She could still make herself crack that contagious smile.
And her being on this Earth was worthwhile.
But because of the names
And the games,
She didn't see that.
She just thought she was being walked on more than a dirty door mat.
She was lost, and people didn't seem to see
That words hurt, and that little girl was me.Latest Shared Story
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6. My FuturePoem About Fears Of Life After Graduation
They want me to be prepared
For the future that is near,
But the truth is I am scared
Because mine is unclear.
Now, I lay here in my bed,
My worries slowly eating me.
So many questions in my head
About how my future will be.
Will my dreams come true?
Will I find a house to call my own?
Will I find someone to turn to,
Or will I be forever alone?
These questions I ponder,
And so many more.
Yet, still, my heart grows fonder
To the mystery my future has in store.
Poem About No Longer Being A Little Girl
It seems for the future I am prepared,
but the thought of commitment is getting me scared.
These feelings I feel, they're different, they're new...
being loved and adored is the reason my confidence grew.
I feel like his love is helping me cope,
I'm worried if he leaves me I can't stand on my own.
I'm forgetting my family, the child I used to be...
hurting them by fighting for the one I want to see.
Taking bigger steps every chance I get
is making me worry that I'll look back with regret.
Young by age, matured in the mind...
the little girl they want back is hard to find.
8. KidPoem About Not Wanting To Grow Up
12 years ago I know nothing but fun
No place to go but fields under the sun
12 years ago I laughed at my mistakes
Now a single smile, I can't even make!
10 years ago I know a bit 'bout pain
But there's always someone who can stop the rain
10 years ago I can still dry my tears
Now there's nothing I can do to ease my fears!
3 years ago I thought love was a fairytale
I didn't know I was wrong until the day I failed
3 years ago it was easy to mend my heart
But now this pain is tearing me apart!
Wish I could go back to those years in my life
Wish I could give up this crazy fight
I know I can no longer take back the words I said
That now I'm a grown up and the kid in me is dead!
I just wanna know
If you're proud of me
I want you to see
What's inside me
What I hold inside
All the pain I go through
And You don't have a clue
Of what I do
You think I'm okay
But underneath this smile
Is a girl calling for help
You tell me you care
But I can't bear
To believe you
I just want to leave
Almost as if I don't exist
I'm a ghost
Without a reflection
I try my best
But you seem to overlook that
I know you work hard but you only want to rest
I just want some time
To spend with you, but you seem as you don't give a dime
You tell me so many lies
That the truth dies
I know I'm your only hope
But I need time to cope
I want you to support me
When I'm in need
As days pass
Nothing seem to change
When I don't see you
I tend to cry
And pray to the Lord
That you are alright
At times I believe
I have no family
If we didn't fight
Yell and bicker
How my life would be like
But just tell one another
How much we care
You say you do
But really to who?
I know you struggle
I wish I could take that away
Maybe one day
We can make something out of this
As long as we have one another
There is no one
Alive that could take my mother and father's placeLatest Shared Story
I'm just a simple girl with great dreams. I often cry because everybody doesn't understand me. My friends, classmate, schoolmates, best friends and not even my family. I always show my sweet...
10. See Me Grow UpComing Of Age Poem
See me cry
See the truth behind the lies
See me smile, see me laugh
See the flashbacks of my past
See my bad habits come to an end
See me leave footprints in the snow
See me wave hello and goodbye
I'm amazed to see everything new
Time flew by and left a mark
See me dance in the rain
See me ignore all types of pain
See me grow up and take on the world
See me now, I'm not a little girl
See me graduate high school
See me graduate college
See me wear my heart on my sleeve
See the people leave my side
See the people stay by me
See me start to make my dreams come true
See me speak what's on my mind
See me help people, see me forget
See the next me.
I bet you thought I wouldn't write anything like this.
See me prove you wrong.
I thought you might be surprised; you don't know me then.
See me see you be shocked.Latest Shared Story
It touched me by the way the author wrote it. He states in the last line "see me be shocked" and what touched me was in the poem that the girl was angry at the parent because the parent left....
11. No Longer A Kid
You treat me like
I'm some little kid
who can't do anything for herself
You make me feel empty, sad and alone
I can't do anything on my own
You say things to people
To make them think I'm five
I'm sick of all your lying
And I'm sick of all these tears
You put me in a place
Were I have NO choice
But to sit and cry
Can I please make my own decisions
Can you treat like I'm my age
I'm A Kid No Longer
12. Teenage Life
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 everyday .
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 every one.
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 be 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 in 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 re -born.
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 to upstream.
I got out of touch with the ones who gave me my wing 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 Someone 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
13. DaddyI Am Growing Up
I am growing up, Daddy
Don't you see?
You gotta let me go
Let me spread my wings
I am growing up, Daddy
Don't you see?
Gonna explore the world, Daddy
Gonna be seen
Let me go, Daddy
I will come back to see
See you and Mommy on those summer eves
You gotta let me go, Daddy
Please set me free?Latest Shared Story
This is so cute and I wish I could tell me dad this.............. keep writing poetry sweetie <3 you are on your way.....
I'm getting older now,
No longer a child,
Not yet an adult,
But a girl trying to carve a path for herself
I'm learning to make my own choices,
Molding a future with my bare hands,
Learning how to step out,
Despite the shaky ground.
I no longer need to be held tight in your embrace
But crave an independence,
One that lets me explore my hunger for this world,
A world full of hidden meanings.
But sometimes I fall,
As I struggle to take in the world before me,
Overwhelmed by the bigger picture
The adulthood that lies ahead.
And it must be hard for you to accept
That I'm building a life for myself,
Making mistakes that you cannot cure,
Choices you never dreamed I'd make.Latest Shared Story
Wow, this poem is amazing! Growing up can be very scary and unpredictable, but it has to be done. I think the unknown of it makes it so beautiful.
Which life shall I follow?
What path should I take?
Should I go left or right?
And make the same mistakes.
Like I've done in the past.
Or should I move far away and start over again?
Because I'm a senior in high school and knew too much about the game.
The Lifestyle? The People? and even about the Money?
For me it all has to change.
So what do I do?
Because I've made big mistakes.
It's either this way or that way.
What more can I say?
I guess whatever comes down to it...
I'm going to change and make my grandma proud because she's up in heaven
With all the other angels like family members
I have lost in the past 8 years for goodness sake
So I guess I am going to change
But not for my own good
But for someone who always counted on me
No matter what mistakes I've made
Because in the end
I got a whole team up in heaven
Who want to see me make it
And when I hit that ball over the fence
You know I didn't do it for me
But for the loved ones
We miss very truly
Some things are just too big
For us to oversee
Some things are just impossible
For us to ever be
These things are not us
They're just someone living inside
We really are just teenagers
Who have a hard time with our pride
This is who we all are
We're a different kind of group
Sometimes we might do things
That will throw you through a loop
But that's how we are
Messy and unstable
Maybe we just need
Someone to guide us to the table
Slowly been dying inside.
Now I'm here.
He brings me back to life.
I was empty, but he filled me up:
With laughter, new ideas, and love.
You say it's not true.
Now you take away
The only thing that keeps me from pain.
School helps, but it's summer.
Friends help, but you
Took them away too.
Now he is gone.
Now I am back to empty.
You can't help.
So don't try.
You say I'm a heathen; a whore.
Why should I respect you anymore?
Family is important, but I don't see one.
Everyone fights too much to be one.
I know you don't trust me.
I want you to.
I will not always listen to you.
God will forgive me
Though you say he will not.
Your mistakes are not mine.
Your shame is not mine.
God loves you, I love you.
We all love you; You just don't believe.
I've tried to make our family work.
I want us to stay together.
It took all of the little sanity I had.
I can't make everyone happy
But I will try to make me happy,
Or I won't be of use.
I rarely want to eat.
I barely sleep.
You worry about my safety.
I know I am safe.
I worry about my sanity.
It's not just about him.
It's about everything building.
He takes away the pain.
He cares though you say he doesn't.
My priorities are fine.
Don't judge me.
God, School, Family are all important.
Yet so are friends.
So is my happiness.
So is actually living.
Not being a robot.
Not hiding behind my mask.
I know I will not hurt myself.
Take care of yourself.
Each of us needs,
To think about themselves.
Think before we all shut down.
Before we all collapse and burst.
Shipping me off will keep the problems at bay
Until I return.
I will not get over him.
We will continue to fight.
If he moves on
I won't do anything.
Then I will be worse.
I won't have my friends.
I won't have my family.
I won't have school to distract.
I will collapse.
Sure I dramatize sometimes.
But I love you.
I love my family.
I love my God.
I love my friends.
I love my boyfriend.
These will not change.
You used to think I was an angel.
I told you I wasn't.
I told everyone.
You know I will make mistakes.
I am sorry for everything.
I am sorry for what will happen.
I can't change what has been.
I know I disappoint.
I am trying to find
I can't think the way you do.
Teen love is supposed to be a myth.
Yet I feel the way I do.
I don't know what will happen.
Things just seem to get worse.
One day we will all be happy.
I am not sure when.
I love you so much.
I won't be you.
I will be me.
I will be with him.
I learned to walk
I learned to talk
just yesterday it seems
those thirteen years since I've been born
have really buzzed by fast
but now that I'm a teenager
I'm prepared to have a blastLatest Shared Story
Wow I just turned 13 and I totally agree with this poem it is amazing.
Poem About Growing Up
Do you ever stop and think?
Just reflect on everything that's happened to you
in the last few days,
Do you wonder where all that time went?
All those special moments
or just the ordinary daily activities that are now only memories.
Memories that are unique,
and the only way you can hold onto them
is by replaying them in your mind over and over again,
until the details all merge together and you're left with a fuzzy recollection
that doesn't seem to fit anymore.
Do you remember the exact time when you started to grow up?
When the conversations you had
were not about dolls or imaginary friends
but about sex, boys and "How far have you gone?"
When you started giggling not because you're covered in mud,
but because you remembered the time that a boy kissed you?
Have you ever turned around and suddenly everyone was 3 feet taller,
with bigger parts and more curves
and you had no idea where it all came from?
Have you ever felt that the closest people to you are also the furthest away?
Felt that everything was happening too fast?
And even though you didn't want to grow up,
you didn't want to be left behind either?
And when his hand is no longer a boy's but a man's,
when his touch does not convey safety but lust
and when your body betrays you and wants it too.
Is this when we have grown up?
Or is it when we are forced to grow up?
And who tells us when we have grown up?
How do we know when we have reached our destination?
Do we ever stop growing up, or do we continue to just grow in spirit?
And if I can see everyone else making choices,
trying new things, growing up,
is it selfish for me to want it to stay the same forever?
And if I make my own choices, try different things, slowly growing up,
will others notice that I'm changing too?
Do they wish that nothing would change just like I do?
And if I'm just scared of losing the people that are close to me,
scared of being left behind or leaving others behind,
is it okay for me to stand off in the distance,
just watching these people live their lives,
remembering how they are and how they make me feel?
But if I hold onto them too tightly, how am I to move on?
How am I to grow up and LIVE MY LIFE?
How am I to make decisions and take on responsibility if I'm living in the past?
I guess time continues,
whether you want it to or not,
leaving you behind or taking you for the journey of your life.Latest Shared Story
I love this poem. It's totally relatable. It really outlines the questions that have been stirring my mind lately. It turns out that you get to decide what growing up means to you. You don't...
20. Who I Am
I am the girl
Standing in the rain
Wishing they understood
I am the teen
Who thinks she knows it all
And wishing that she could
I am the cutter
With the blade at my skin
Wishing the pain could subside
I am the friend
With all the advice
Wishing to live life
I am the heart breaker
With the guilt on my shoulders
Wishing he was here to hold me
The heart breaker
To be set freeLatest Shared Story
For those of you who think you can't be yourself.... YOU CAN!!!!
Ignore popularity! If your friends really like you then they will accept the real you....
I just moved and I used...
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