What are we once we're a teen?
Are we still a kid?
I mean they treat us like one
Are we an adult?
They expect us to act like one
What does it mean?
It must mean something
Maybe it means growing up and maturing
Maybe it means high school and fake friends
Maybe it means heartbreak and moving on
But the one thing I know it means is pain
They say that these are suppose to be the best years of our lives
But we all know that's not true
Being a teen comes with lies and secrets that weigh on the heart
And eventually it will get so heavy you will find yourself unable to move
It will crush whatever is left of your feelings and leave only apathy
It will create a never-ending circle of pain
Because really when does being a teen end?
When you hit 20?
I don't believe that
No I don't think the mindset of a teen never leaves
We will always look for acceptance and comfort
We will always find hurt and knives in our backs
We will always want love and friendship
We will always get heartbreak and loneliness
High school is life whether we want to believe it or not
There's a prom queen and a class loser
There's the quiet one in the corner and the one with the loudest laugh
And we, the broken, in a category of our own
We're definitely not prom queens
And you can't exactly call us losers either
Not all of us are quiet
And some of us never laugh
No word but one fits us
We are teens
A poem about depression and being a teen. Hope someone likes it.