Teen Poetry #9 |
Scared to Hope |
precious pearls Member
since 2009-07-24
Posts 110NJ; United States |
Scared to Hope I think about my past And how life goes so fast What if I don’t fulfill all my dreams? When I look at my life on the outside looking in All is not what is seems From the time my mother messed up her life To where my life begins Is that where I’ll end up? The same path my mother did The same path that I’ve witnessed myself as a little kid A path that my mind and my heart have forbid Me to go down The path I’m so afraid of, sometimes I feel like I’ll drown In my own worry.... What if I’m never happy? Truly and completely What if I’m going to always worry? And fret and agonize On the life that I have And the life I want to have I want a life where I have a husband and kids I want a life where I’m famous for my writing I don’t want a life where I’m always battling My insecurities I don’t want a life that’s full of frenemies And people I don’t know whether I should trust or not I don’t want a life where the only thing I care about is pot I’m scared to let myself be totally vulnerable with a guy I’m scared to let people know about my low self-esteem I’m scared to live in reality, so I daydream I’m scared to die I want to hope for a better life for myself To believe that I’ll be happy To accept that I’m beautiful and agree To know that my father cared Even though I know it isn’t true... I want to hope But I’m scared |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I think each of us at one time or another is scared, and especially of the unknown. The beauty about having some bad enter our lives, is that we sure can appreciate the good times when they are there. So many will never repeat what was uncomfortable in their youth, and that is the wonderful thing about each generation, they get better! Well done. |
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precious pearls Member
since 2009-07-24
Posts 110NJ; United States |
thx 4 tha comment... but i don't necessarily agree with that last part. Some teenage mothers are the daughters of THEIR teenage mother(does that make sense?) anyways, i get what u r saying, and in my case, I totally agree with you.... to an extent. Nobody knows what life may throw their way. My grandma's sister did drugs, and my mother knew that, and yet she still did them, too, even though my granma's sister died from it.The point is that that's what I'm afraid of. Some things happened in my mother's life that caused her to go down that path. What if I'm not strong enough to resist like my mother was? Like I said, you never know what life throws your way. -Kai p.s. thx 4 bein tha firs 2 post |
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