Innocence

By , Henderson, NV
Remember when we were just children
Without a care in the world, everything was just right
But then we all started to grow up
Our innocent minds were plagued with dirty thoughts and sins
Jealousy and drama corrupted us from the inside out
And to think that we all wanted, no, needed, to grow up
The disrespectful wild teenagers we once looked at in horror, took over our bodies and lives
we got the want to do wrong, and mocked those who did good
We became afraid of our selves and started to morph
Slowly but surely we lost our true selves, our souls
Desperately attempting to either hold on or completely let go
Some fought, others did not
In some way we have all become satans pawns
Driven by hate and rage
SInning as if our life depended on it
Or at least, whatever part and control of our life we had left
I do not say this because I'm proud
I say this because I am not
In fact I am truely frightened
This is my one chance at a deperate plea for help
What have I become, what have I done?
Do I have the strength needed to fight is?
Do I have the chance to regain my innocence?





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VictoriaH. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 4, 2010 at 8:53 pm
hey people, this is my article i accidentally clicked the annonymous button :p and if you think i'mtrying to claim work that"s not mine. wel i can't force you to change your mind.. anyway please post your thoughts and check out my other work. thanks!
 
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