Tag Archives: teenage years

0042 Need [04 May 1997]

Lost, That’s how I feel. Lost within, That’s how I am. My life has no direction, No real wants, No real needs, Except one. The need felt long ago, The need for strong arms, That surround and comfort, That caress … Continue reading

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0040 All That I Am [04 May 1997]

All I am is human, All I am is myself. Why do you need beauty? Why do you reject me? Am I the human So judged as ugly? Why must I be thin? Why must I have beautiful hair? Am … Continue reading

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0022 The Betrayed [26 December 1995]

Author’s note: Ah, teenage angst. Ultimately our family did get the horses mentioned in this poem but my dad, at the time, was not too keen on the idea. This was my reaction after one discussion we had. He betrayed us. … Continue reading

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0017 The PMS Blues [12 June 1995]

I’ve got the Pre-Menstrual blues. I’m mad at everything And everyone. I finally know why they Call it a curse. I’ve got the PMS blues, Oh, and I’m mad. It brings bad news to all women, Especially the cramps. Oh … Continue reading

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0015 Sometimes [25 May 1995]

Sometimes I am so lonely, I want to break down and cry. Sometimes I want to be someone else, But always wonder why. Sometimes I want to be gorgeous, But I am me. Sometimes I want a boyfriend, But I … Continue reading

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0014 Confused [25 May 1995]

I am not perfect, And yet am (very) flawed. I do have some problems, Well, actually not. I am one, And I am many. We are all different, Yet all the same. Teenagers confused, Moody and abused (are you sure?) … Continue reading

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