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To Be Loved

There are so many things I’d like to say,
But there aren’t any words that would explain correctly.
There aren’t words to explain how I feel.
There aren’t words that could describe my thoughts.
There are so many things I’d like to say,
But I don’t know how to say them.
Whether it’s how I feel about something or someone,
Or if it’s to explain my ideas.
I’d like my voice to be heard over everyone’s,
But I’m generally a quiet person.

Why am I such a quiet person?
Maybe it’s because I started taking caution.
Maybe it’s because I started being afraid.
I became afraid to speak my mind.
I became afraid to say what I thought was right.
And I’m still afraid.
I’ve closed my thoughts from the public.
I’ve monitored my actions.
And I’ve monitored everyone else,
Wondering what it’d be like to be them.

What’s it like to be me?
I’m awkard.
I’m fat.
I’m not very pretty.
I seem to be alone all the time.
My friends that have heard me sing
Say I’m good at it.
My friends that have read over my songs and have listened to them
Say I’m good at it.
And yet I’m still afraid to speak out,
Even though I have let my songs speak my mind in some ways.

I’ve monitored my thoughts.
I’ve monitored my actions.
No one knows who I truly am,
Though they may think they do.
I’m really just a girl that wants freedom.
I’m just a girl that wants to speak her mind.
I’m just a girl that wants to be considered pretty.
I’m just a girl that doesn’t want to be pitied.
I’m just a girl that wants to be strong.
I’m just a girl that wants to be good at what she does.
I’m just a girl that doesn’t want to be made fun of.
I’m just a girl that wants to be skinny.
I’m just a girl that wants to have true friends.
I’m just a girl that wants to be loved.



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