SEVEN YEARS
I am living the teenage experience.
It’s not just about having parties, getting Drunk and high
Whilst making blurry memories
Neither is it
About getting a drivers license, or going To concerts,
Worried about the amount of money
Left in your bank account
It’s not about finding a job, a boyfriend, A girlfriend.
It’s not always about education – Thought it may not seem that way – it’s Not the end of the world
It’s not about popularity, the followers You have, it’s not about trying to seem Happiest, greatest
Or even “aesthetic-iest.”
Being a teenager is bittersweet. The Good comes with the bad. if there is no Bad how do you it is truly good?
It’s simply being.
Some don’t even make it to 13.
Some don’t make it to 20.
I hope you all make it. I hope you all Achieve your dreams and be in a state of Happiness with the right people by your S ide.
I don’t think this is a poem anymore but Who cares?
I don’t.
