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On turning eleven

April 11, 2014
By Anonymous

The whole idea of it makes me feel
like i'm in a cage I can't get out of fast enough.
"Did your dads condom fail" they ask
I wish
Every day
The words that surround me make me feel like i'm sinking in a big blue sea, and everyone else is swimming.
They don't know me, they can't understand me
I'm not very reassuring
I need to be pretty, I need to be thin
I think about this everywhere I go
To the lunchroom to eat my feelings,
To the bathroom to make them go away
everywhere
I want to talk, but no one will listen
As I start to fade away
No one cares
As I feel nothing inside
Everyone seems happier
I'm stuck in this messed up world
And there's no way out



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