Teen Poetry #8 |
Unanswered Questions |
The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
"Unanswered Questions" Why can't I just be me a stubborn teen of eighteen brimming with pride and sometimes conceit yet nonetheless willing to experience life Why do my emotions betray any semblance of resolve shorning my strength replaced with bare-boned insecurities Why do I quietly whimper and moan instead of forcibly shouting at the top of my lungs "enough is enough I can't take it anymore" Why do allow myself to be trampled upon unable to move my bones spaded and splayed marred with lifeblood of past regrets But, more importantly, why can't I get over myself past,present, and future and just live my life day by day and hour by hour not for the world But instead for myself |
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Tripp'ncutie Member
since 2008-05-05
Posts 73minnasota |
this was an interesting poem,live for you dont let others trample on your perade i am only 17 but ask me for advice and you will see my mind goes deeper. and to answer your question, you can just be eighteen but it sounds like your mind may be alitte wiser. |
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The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
Thanks for the reply Tripp'ncutie(nice name by the way, but may I ask where on earth did you come up with it) (Forgive my ramblings)*sheepish grin* Anyways I completely agree with your comment and hope to read your poetic offerings in the future. ~Jill |
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