You steal, you lie, you pretend, you cheat.
You steal our hearts to fill the gap where yours should be.
You lie and tell me that I am horrible for what I do, when you do the same behind my back.
You pretend to be strong and powerful, but you are hallow on the inside.
You cheat my morals, my ...
Everyday I get a little wiser
Looking back and seeing my silly mistakes
Everyday I get a little taller
Wondering how I ever fit into those jeans
Everyday I get a little stronger
Knowing I have gone another day without you
Everyday I get a little faster
Quicker to recognize the signs
Everyday...
I can never stop thinking about you
With your big brown eyes so deep, like doorways
I gave you my heart and without a clue
I dropped everything down all in one day
You trusted me with your soul and your heart
But we knew it wouldn't last a long time
For I had to be pulled out of the dark
...
You had it all
But you let it crumble and fall
Now the light is gone
You will never see another dawn
Torturing friends and family with grief
No morals~~No belief
Life had so many possibilities
Or so they say...
A year.
It can be a measurement of time or an anniversary. Maybe an accomplishment. A pat on your back saying that you have survived another year. Literally.
Do we all reflect and hope to "move forward" or "do better next time"? How many meet those expectations? Those goals th...
How do I tell you goodbye when I haven't even said hello?
How do I tell you I love you when I don't even love myself?
How can my thoughts and spirit be free when all I can think about is being chained up?
How can you be disappointed when you knew it was inevitable?
How can I stay when ...
I've made it this far.~~~~~~~~~~ My fear fluctuating as a wave.~~~~~~~~~~ It is an inevitable task.~~~~~~~~~~ Something I must do alone.~~~~~~~~~ No cheat sheets or lack of eye contact.~~~~~~~~~~ I can do this.~~~~~~~~~~ I know I can.~~~~~~~~~~ Or so my pen keeps telling me....
One of my few choices that I have complete Nobody has any say on what goes on in my mind. It gives me independence. It gives me personality and it gives me my grades. I can think about the way I look today, the way others look today. I can think about imaginary places and creatures. I can even think...
3rd grade. The first time I played wall ball. It was practically a school tradition. I beat everyone in the line. When it came time for the rematches, they all knew my strategy. The guy got me out. I went to the back of the line, feeling defeated. My friend, Tommy, laughed in my face. He said it all...
"Baba-you-by-you-dit! Now-ohh." We sang it right back at him. When he added more, we kept singing it back. Then he let us play the line. Yes! I get the majority of the notes correct. I just have to practice a little at home. He shouts, "From the TOP!" Someone asked if he meant th...
She has shoulder length hair. Very frizzy, yet curly, and blond. Light blue eyes like a sunny, cloud-free day. Having only just given birth to her second daughter, she has a bit of a post-pregnancy tummy. Tired after feeding the baby and playing with her eldest, she went to the couch to lay down and...
I wake up dreary, remembering the night before. It all comes back in a flash. I remember my baby birds. They must have only been two days old when my sister and I found them. They were so helpless and small, we just had to take them inside our house. The next day it rained, so my sister and I collec...
On the night you almost died
Sorrow grew and flew
Guilt and depression wrapped like claws around me
A chunk stolen from my heart
Just let me breathe
Catch my breath
Then I'll be alright...
I want to scream with joy. I want to cry with sadness. I want to run with anger. Why is everything so darn confusing? I'm helping people in ways I could never imagine, but I think that I am still haunted. I want to be able to forgive. Forgive and forget that is. I want to start new and fresh. I...
I sometimes wonder, what to do, how to feel. I should be angry, according to my parents. I shouldn't feel anything, according to others. I can't. I can't do it. He wouldn't get mad. He would get depressed. I would feel guilty. Horribly guilty. Tragically guilty. He cared some muc...
Wednesday. 7:00. Late at night. Not too late. Dark. Dark outside. Left out. Only one friend. Moody. Both of us. She's doing okay. I forget. I forget about the rest of the week. Can't remember who I am. Sad. Three years. Still can't remember. One word. One simple word. Then I would bel...
Dear Anxiety,
I know that some days you help me study, make me try harder at sports, and exceed beyond my wildest expectations. The problem is that you lead to panic attacks, crying, me stressing out my friends, and me being snippy with my family. I really want to not cry when I get a bad grade...
I sit on the wet walkway
Starring at the ducks
I know it's wet and raining
Maybe I will feel the coldness
Maybe I will feel something....
He sits down too, trying to comfort me
Silence.........Five feet apart
I think about so many things
We stay like this
One, Two, Three minutes
A...
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