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∞Poetiic Superman∞

I am a teen

(To all the angry teens)

Sleepy and sore
Paranoid and torn
Am I scared?
 
Angry and shaky
Wobbly and achy
Am I sad?
 
Looking around every corner
In this town I am a foreigner
Should I go?
 
Need someone to let me speak
All the feelings inside of me
Do I speak?
 
But all I do is just stay quiet
Baring down all of these riots
Do I stay?
 
Please help a trapped sinner
In this home of the not-so-winner
Should I stop?
 
I just feel like going back
Erasing all of my back-tracks
Should I start over?
 
Confused and sad
Violent and mad
I am a teenager.

(2014)

#Teens

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