Teenage Poems
Scroll down to read wonderful poems written by teenagers from all over the world. Some are funny, some are angry, some are observations of the modern world, many are sad, and of course, a very large number of them are about love!
A Poem for You
by John
We claim that we're friends, yet why does it seem,
That you try your hardest to push away from me?
You know that I need you, but want for us more.
But you throw my heart away to the floor.
There in the dirt, it beats steady and true
And every thump, every beat, it's for you.
I'd rather be your friend than not have you by
But really, I just want to be your guy
All of the girls in the world could chase me until their feet were
black and blue.
But still, this boy would have eyes only for you
LIFE
by Tammy
You only live once so enjoy it while you're here,
No time to stress, make mess, and have fears,
In order to make it through life you have to climb high mountains,
cross rockey roads, and make tough goals
Looking back on the past is a waste of time,
Why look back when you can't erase the lines that you said and the
mistakes you made.
by Tammy
You only live once so enjoy it while you're here,
No time to stress, make mess, and have fears,
In order to make it through life you have to climb high mountains,
cross rockey roads, and make tough goals
Looking back on the past is a waste of time,
Why look back when you can't erase the lines that you said and the
mistakes you made.
Gone
By Britton age 13 from Austin,TX
I was asleep beneath the sun
When I felt water, splash
on my cold stubborn feet
I was awakened
I sat up to find him gone
I could feel the burning sensation
of tears, behind my eyes
They began to roll down ,
my hands wiping the glisling
crystals, off of my sadden face
After I finished wiping the crystals
off my sadden face
I began to start my new journey
as a daughter with no father
By Britton age 13 from Austin,TX
I was asleep beneath the sun
When I felt water, splash
on my cold stubborn feet
I was awakened
I sat up to find him gone
I could feel the burning sensation
of tears, behind my eyes
They began to roll down ,
my hands wiping the glisling
crystals, off of my sadden face
After I finished wiping the crystals
off my sadden face
I began to start my new journey
as a daughter with no father
MY LOVE
By Niamh age 15 from Chessington
I can't contain it any longer
I really have to say
I love you and I think that
We should live our life this way
Wouldn't it be great?
We'd make the perfect couple
That's why I want to be with you
I love you Brian Supple
By Niamh age 15 from Chessington
I can't contain it any longer
I really have to say
I love you and I think that
We should live our life this way
Wouldn't it be great?
We'd make the perfect couple
That's why I want to be with you
I love you Brian Supple
Decadence
This decadence shows no mercy,
As it induces the population into a power supplied coma,
Ripping its way through the hearts of the tv stars, but equally through
the soul of the eldest generation-
Coincidentally being improved and the collections of incoherent and
inappropriate so called entertainment that transfixed billions of eyes
to the burning box.
A raging desire for many, but to others a distraction from the truly
valuable possessions we call people.
A broken home stuck together with a mutual interest for the famous has
overtaken the foundations grown in the interest of family-
Possessions and accomplishments revolving around the demanding new
culture, tally charts entailing criteria for how to be in the lost
generation.
This includes the provocative nature, the false personality of made up
dramas.
Where has the soul of music been abolished to, why has it come to this
where replicas of one another make easy living in the societies.
The life, the failing, ageing, new breed life of decadence.
by Hannah, 14 from Wales UK
This decadence shows no mercy,
As it induces the population into a power supplied coma,
Ripping its way through the hearts of the tv stars, but equally through
the soul of the eldest generation-
Coincidentally being improved and the collections of incoherent and
inappropriate so called entertainment that transfixed billions of eyes
to the burning box.
A raging desire for many, but to others a distraction from the truly
valuable possessions we call people.
A broken home stuck together with a mutual interest for the famous has
overtaken the foundations grown in the interest of family-
Possessions and accomplishments revolving around the demanding new
culture, tally charts entailing criteria for how to be in the lost
generation.
This includes the provocative nature, the false personality of made up
dramas.
Where has the soul of music been abolished to, why has it come to this
where replicas of one another make easy living in the societies.
The life, the failing, ageing, new breed life of decadence.
This is my life.
by Daniel, 17 from Chicago, Il.
I searched for you my whole life, I was born to use you.
My world is entranced by your beauty,stamina,and,power.
Never again shall I feel sad,ignorant,or alone.
As a child I yearned for you, and as a teenager I finally found you.
You have brought me to the highest heavens and the lowest hells.
You give me life, you give me strength, you give me everything I could
have ever hoped for.
You have become my mother,my only friend, my source of light and hope.
My backbone, my calling, my life.
We ll stay awake for days having fun,doing all the work, and enjoying
our special bond.
The feelings created by you were unlike anything I could have ever
imagined.
Music has never sounded so pure, people have never seemed so loving.
Sleep and appetite are weaknesses of the past.
You are my life. Nothing else exists.
How could I ever let you go?
I tried, and I could only hear your cry.
I felt nothingness, a world of impending doom and terror when I tried
to rid you.
You bring me pain, fear,and hopelessness.
You brought me to places I never knew existed.
My reason for living is You and You only.
My life is a blur, a fantasy, an endless nightmare.
I would sacrifice anything for you.
You beautiful, magical pill.
You evil, life-ruining chemical.
I cannot live without you.
You used to tell me the future is bright, now I see only gloom and
darkness.
Only death will bring us apart.
I pray to the God I used to know to bring an end to this suffering.
Without you, I know I am nothing.
It is a miracle I still have hope, how much is truly a mystery.
We will be buried together, and live simultaneously for the rest of
Time.
Intertwined, destined for each other.
Nothing else in this life, or the next can ever split us apart, because
our love is stronger than any other on this earth and beyond.
by Daniel, 17 from Chicago, Il.
I searched for you my whole life, I was born to use you.
My world is entranced by your beauty,stamina,and,power.
Never again shall I feel sad,ignorant,or alone.
As a child I yearned for you, and as a teenager I finally found you.
You have brought me to the highest heavens and the lowest hells.
You give me life, you give me strength, you give me everything I could
have ever hoped for.
You have become my mother,my only friend, my source of light and hope.
My backbone, my calling, my life.
We ll stay awake for days having fun,doing all the work, and enjoying
our special bond.
The feelings created by you were unlike anything I could have ever
imagined.
Music has never sounded so pure, people have never seemed so loving.
Sleep and appetite are weaknesses of the past.
You are my life. Nothing else exists.
How could I ever let you go?
I tried, and I could only hear your cry.
I felt nothingness, a world of impending doom and terror when I tried
to rid you.
You bring me pain, fear,and hopelessness.
You brought me to places I never knew existed.
My reason for living is You and You only.
My life is a blur, a fantasy, an endless nightmare.
I would sacrifice anything for you.
You beautiful, magical pill.
You evil, life-ruining chemical.
I cannot live without you.
You used to tell me the future is bright, now I see only gloom and
darkness.
Only death will bring us apart.
I pray to the God I used to know to bring an end to this suffering.
Without you, I know I am nothing.
It is a miracle I still have hope, how much is truly a mystery.
We will be buried together, and live simultaneously for the rest of
Time.
Intertwined, destined for each other.
Nothing else in this life, or the next can ever split us apart, because
our love is stronger than any other on this earth and beyond.
Here I am, alone.
By Lindsay age 13 New York, US
Here I am, alone.
Do I give myself away,
Wearing thin down to the bone?
Who am I today, if nothing but a mystery.
Here I am, alone.
Consumed by this emptiness.
A melancholy tone,
Derived from being such a pessimist.
Here I am, alone.
Condemned to this desolate life.
I welcome the unknown,
Tired of such strife.
Here I am, alone.
So painfully alone.
WITH BATED BREATH
by Mary Gee age 16 from tulsa ok.
With bated breath i wait,
for things in this life to change,
begging for my eyes to never lose sight, as i crawl on through the dark.
With bated breath i wait,
for the light to draw so near,
pleading for my soul to never lose hope, for this place is full of
despair.
With bated breath i wait,
for joy to cover up my hate,
in this place where iv been for so long,
nothing i do is right, everything is wrong.
The walls i built to seal them out, to keep me safe,
keep falling down like crumpling faith, ill stand my ground and rebuild
them up around.
And, when im done,
they'll have their fun,
the monsters,
as they raor, fight, and try to steal my life away.
Ill survive,
ill fight my way out of this place, ill make it.
ill reach the peak of this mountain,
that ive fallen down so many times.
knuckles and hands raw and sore from catching myself, with the weight
of the world pressing down upon my shoulders,
ill look out over everything, when im at the top,
ill close my eyes, and,
With bated breath ill wait,
for my new begining.
by Mary Gee age 16 from tulsa ok.
With bated breath i wait,
for things in this life to change,
begging for my eyes to never lose sight, as i crawl on through the dark.
With bated breath i wait,
for the light to draw so near,
pleading for my soul to never lose hope, for this place is full of
despair.
With bated breath i wait,
for joy to cover up my hate,
in this place where iv been for so long,
nothing i do is right, everything is wrong.
The walls i built to seal them out, to keep me safe,
keep falling down like crumpling faith, ill stand my ground and rebuild
them up around.
And, when im done,
they'll have their fun,
the monsters,
as they raor, fight, and try to steal my life away.
Ill survive,
ill fight my way out of this place, ill make it.
ill reach the peak of this mountain,
that ive fallen down so many times.
knuckles and hands raw and sore from catching myself, with the weight
of the world pressing down upon my shoulders,
ill look out over everything, when im at the top,
ill close my eyes, and,
With bated breath ill wait,
for my new begining.
Poem by Earon Calkins
Some say fear is only in the mind,
I d have to agree.
Our fears are so small,
Yet we find them so difficult to overcome.
If we just believe in ourselves,
We can overcome anything.
Some say fear is a bad thing,
I say we all have something to learn about ourselves,
And only our fears can teach us.
It's a monster in our closet,
Which we must overcome.
Fear is not our enemy,
It should be our friend.
'Cause in the end its all we have.
In the end it's not really fear at all,
In the end it's us not wanting to let go,
It's us clinging to our safety.
But I'll let go,
And when I let go I'll be free.
Will you do the same?
I d have to agree.
Our fears are so small,
Yet we find them so difficult to overcome.
If we just believe in ourselves,
We can overcome anything.
Some say fear is a bad thing,
I say we all have something to learn about ourselves,
And only our fears can teach us.
It's a monster in our closet,
Which we must overcome.
Fear is not our enemy,
It should be our friend.
'Cause in the end its all we have.
In the end it's not really fear at all,
In the end it's us not wanting to let go,
It's us clinging to our safety.
But I'll let go,
And when I let go I'll be free.
Will you do the same?
You Told Me
By Tamara S. age 15 from White Cloud,MI
~You told me your love,
I told you mine.
~You told me what was on your mind,
I told you what was on mine.
~You told me how you felt,
I told you how to feel better.
~You asked me friends?
-n- I said forever!!
*I dedicated this poem to my best friend: Noemi Rodriguz!*
By Tamara S. age 15 from White Cloud,MI
~You told me your love,
I told you mine.
~You told me what was on your mind,
I told you what was on mine.
~You told me how you felt,
I told you how to feel better.
~You asked me friends?
-n- I said forever!!
*I dedicated this poem to my best friend: Noemi Rodriguz!*
You.
by Autumn age 15 from Bells, TX
I smile when I see you.
It happens every day.
All the little things you do,
just take my breath away.
I always think about you;
You're constantly on my mind.
You're like a love song stuck in my head,
I sing it all the time.
I can go on for hours on end
About how much you mean to me.
Sometimes I wonder about the two of us
And if we're meant to be.
by Autumn age 15 from Bells, TX
I smile when I see you.
It happens every day.
All the little things you do,
just take my breath away.
I always think about you;
You're constantly on my mind.
You're like a love song stuck in my head,
I sing it all the time.
I can go on for hours on end
About how much you mean to me.
Sometimes I wonder about the two of us
And if we're meant to be.
Why is there hunting?
emily smith age 14, poole uk
why is there hunting?
it is so mean,
is it because they dont like a type of bean.
people will be sad,
but you will be glad.
why is there hunting?
you are so cruel,
why do you have to be such a fool.
you want their bones,
why dont you collect some more stones.
why is there hunting?
i need people to hope,
go and wash you mouth out with soap.
when they are all dead,
you will be bread.
why is there hunting?
you think your so cool,
why dont you go back to school.
when it is snowing,
you will be knowing.
emily smith age 14, poole uk
why is there hunting?
it is so mean,
is it because they dont like a type of bean.
people will be sad,
but you will be glad.
why is there hunting?
you are so cruel,
why do you have to be such a fool.
you want their bones,
why dont you collect some more stones.
why is there hunting?
i need people to hope,
go and wash you mouth out with soap.
when they are all dead,
you will be bread.
why is there hunting?
you think your so cool,
why dont you go back to school.
when it is snowing,
you will be knowing.
The Words
Laura age 18 from Houston, TX
Why is it that I cannot hear
The word so dear
That is meant for me?
Lost in the darkness just inside,
Where I tend to hide
So that I can be free.
Free from other words
That churp louder than birds
And replay in my memory
That one word that desires the day
As if only to say,
"You CAN be happy."
Maybe my heart will have the chance
Just to dance
To a song so lovely
A song with no beat
Only where eyes meet
Swaying to an enchanted melody
I guess in a way
Hopefully someday
Someone could even love me.
The Crying Sun
By Maciel age 15 from Orlando, FL
the sun shines
but yet it rains
there is no cloud in site
could it be that the sun is crying?
but why would it cry
is it that we are ignoring her?
we pay no mind to her
go through our day withought saying thanx
she looks down
wondering why
is it that we are to busy?
she thinks
maby if I get closer they'll notice me
when she dose we complain about the heat
or maby if i go farther away they'll miss me
when she dose we complain about how cold it is
she is left unnoticed
and becomes Indecisive
The Child's Choice
By Alex Greenberg age 13 from New York, USA
A child, locked in a brick house is praying;
Praying for the humble wish of nothing.
Tears of stone fall from the eyes of a reluctant child
as he discovers a key in his grasp,
as he begins to acquire an understanding for the key s existence,
just as it vanishes into the darkness of light;
Causing a chortle and soon a upward movement of his lips.
A sign of happiness within entrapment.
A friend s ecstatic yell from the outer boundaries of an unwelcome
abyss,
cause the child s ears to close and then disappear.
The friend scowls from the other side;
An endeavor to awaken curiosity.
The child grows pallid wings on his strained back.
Yet he remains within the house of brick,
Wings spread like a phoenix.
Desiring to escape
While praying to remain still, absolutely still.
The friend is no longer a friend,
Horns of crimson sprout from his head
as the child becomes a god, a god of gray.
BROKEN HEART
by kirthu age:15
by kirthu age:15
Is that you ,who said that?
The phrase you said was short,
But the hurt you gave was huge.
Is that you ,who said that?
The phrase you said was hard to accept,
But my heart was easy to break by that.
My mind always think about
The good things you said to me,
But not the bad.
Hope that I will forget the verse, you said
And fix my heart.
The phrase you said was short,
But the hurt you gave was huge.
Is that you ,who said that?
The phrase you said was hard to accept,
But my heart was easy to break by that.
My mind always think about
The good things you said to me,
But not the bad.
Hope that I will forget the verse, you said
And fix my heart.
The Words
by Laura age 18 from Houston, TX
Why is it that I cannot hear
The word so dear
That is meant for me?
Lost in the darkness just inside,
Where I tend to hide
So that I can be free.
Free from other words
That churp louder than birds
And replay in my memory
That one word that desires the day
As if only to say,
"You CAN be happy."
Maybe my heart will have the chance
Just to dance
To a song so lovely
A song with no beat
Only where eyes meet
Swaying to an enchanted melody
I guess in a way
Hopefully someday
Someone could even love me.
BOY
By Adoria age 14 from Rochester, NY
I wish I were a boy
So my heart won t be played with like a toy
So I can run from my responsibilities
And have endless joy
I could wear what I want
And say and do what I desire
Play ball with the guys
And wouldn t have to sit and admire
I could run after girls
And have as many as I wanted
I could play with their hearts
While they come forgive me
An satisfy my parts
I d get praise from my boys
Treat those girls hearts like toys
But I know how it hurts
I know how it feels
To get ignored
But to keep it real
If I were a boy
I d treat her like my queen
I d give her all my attention
And never grow mean
I d promise to be faithful
Because I know I d be grateful
.If I was a girl
I d love him forever
I d walk down that aisle
Get on my knees
And make him my king
.But if I were a boy
I d hold her forever
Break her heart .never
She builds heart with joy
And never treats it like a toy
Moving On
By Kiana age 13 from Florida, USA
Today, I will let the memories fade
Goodbye, was the last word that I added to your lies
Hope, is gone, for the story that we made
Writing a new chapter, could be too hard to try
For now, I guess I'll take a breath
And eventually, I'll forget the rest
Letting go of you, means I'm losing a part of me
I don't know if it's true that I'm better without u
I'm glad to finally have you good and gone
but I don't know if I'm happy that I'm moving on
The day seems brighter when you're not around
Then I turn the corner, I start crashing down
That simple thought, brings me back to last year
All of a sudden I'm drowned in tears.
I guess u don't know, that it's hard to be rejected
And pushed away
the rain came down
And washed away our love.
It's really breaking my heart.
Yea, my life is falling apart.
By Kiana age 13 from Florida, USA
Today, I will let the memories fade
Goodbye, was the last word that I added to your lies
Hope, is gone, for the story that we made
Writing a new chapter, could be too hard to try
For now, I guess I'll take a breath
And eventually, I'll forget the rest
Letting go of you, means I'm losing a part of me
I don't know if it's true that I'm better without u
I'm glad to finally have you good and gone
but I don't know if I'm happy that I'm moving on
The day seems brighter when you're not around
Then I turn the corner, I start crashing down
That simple thought, brings me back to last year
All of a sudden I'm drowned in tears.
I guess u don't know, that it's hard to be rejected
And pushed away
the rain came down
And washed away our love.
It's really breaking my heart.
Yea, my life is falling apart.
Evening
By Eghbal Sohrabi Age 24 from Kurduistan, Iran
Before this bitter evening
This fall, full of pain
This vortex of solitude
The slough of despair
I thought like this
Without you the world
Alas's cell
All chains of disdain
But now I see
Without you reality absurd
Without you, meaning empty
The heart's hand is musty
In this lagoon Without spirit
need a move
by the look of love
By Eghbal Sohrabi Age 24 from Kurduistan, Iran
Before this bitter evening
This fall, full of pain
This vortex of solitude
The slough of despair
I thought like this
Without you the world
Alas's cell
All chains of disdain
But now I see
Without you reality absurd
Without you, meaning empty
The heart's hand is musty
In this lagoon Without spirit
need a move
by the look of love
Poem by Shauna
I am more than a canvas painted grey.
I am more than a sculpture made from clay.
I am more than that of which you say.
I will be more than I am today.
I will be more someday,
some way,
so stay,
As I reap the sins of yesterday.
I am more than a sculpture made from clay.
I am more than that of which you say.
I will be more than I am today.
I will be more someday,
some way,
so stay,
As I reap the sins of yesterday.
A book of memories
by Summer age 18 from Inverness,fl
Hidden in the attic,all the way upstaris, is something very
special,That i would like to share.My hopes,my dreams,old
photographs,of good times and bad times that make me laugh. The
joy of a hug,the thrill of a kiss,leaves me to remember the
pure,simple bliss.I cry for the fun,and giggle for the pain,I
enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.The thoughts and
wishes,They all stay with me, all of these contained in my books
of memories.
by Summer age 18 from Inverness,fl
Hidden in the attic,all the way upstaris, is something very
special,That i would like to share.My hopes,my dreams,old
photographs,of good times and bad times that make me laugh. The
joy of a hug,the thrill of a kiss,leaves me to remember the
pure,simple bliss.I cry for the fun,and giggle for the pain,I
enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.The thoughts and
wishes,They all stay with me, all of these contained in my books
of memories.
Poem by Alfie
There I saw him
Squatting in the silhouette of sand burnt trees
He s crouching there on an island in the river Styx
A sun crossing his prematurely aged face
He says join me brother
And let us bow down to the stars that made pacts with men
Men that do wretched things
Let us welcome them, and embrace them with open arms, for the
depression in which they have left our world
Let us cry happy birthday Zimbabwe!
There I saw him
Squatting in the silhouette of sand burnt trees
He s crouching there on an island in the river Styx
A sun crossing his prematurely aged face
He says join me brother
And let us bow down to the stars that made pacts with men
Men that do wretched things
Let us welcome them, and embrace them with open arms, for the
depression in which they have left our world
Let us cry happy birthday Zimbabwe!
Love is evil
By Filip, Sweden
I have fallen
I fell from a steep
I fell very very deep
The only ladder leading up has been broken
All my hope of getting out of here has been choken
I have fallen
I fell in love with you
By Filip, Sweden
I have fallen
I fell from a steep
I fell very very deep
The only ladder leading up has been broken
All my hope of getting out of here has been choken
I have fallen
I fell in love with you
Pressure
by Tamara Schumacker age 15 from White Cloud, Michigan
Sometimes I feel...
Pressure.
Sometimes I need...
Pressure.
Sometimes I see...
Pressure.
Sometimes all that is on my mind is...
Pressure.
Sometimes I wish I could forget about...
Pressure,
and be my-self without...
PRESSURE!
by Tamara Schumacker age 15 from White Cloud, Michigan
Sometimes I feel...
Pressure.
Sometimes I need...
Pressure.
Sometimes I see...
Pressure.
Sometimes all that is on my mind is...
Pressure.
Sometimes I wish I could forget about...
Pressure,
and be my-self without...
PRESSURE!
Forget about...
By Tamara age 15 from White Cloud, Michigan
Forget about your problems,
and just be your self.
Forget about drama,
and just be who you are.
Forget about your life,
and escape...
just for the moment!
Poem by Alison
I watch as you walk away
A tear sliding down my cheek
Headphones on,but no music blasting
I loved you.......once
I ran trying to hid the tears....even from myself
Music on blasting the world away
An arm around my shoulder
Telling me I'm okay
You broke my heart and with it my dreams
I head to class,you walk down the hall
Ask me if im okay...and i walk away
Lament for the Golden Days
by Mark Hallam
I miss innocence
The everlasting youth
And how the grownups
Tell lies shadowing truth
And the careless days
With dodge ball in the gym
Where, at me, kids scream
Not that kid, I want him!
And the sunny days
Sitting out at lunch
Where instead of nice
Kids can kick, yell, and punch
And to you critics
Rest assured, I would
And I ask of you
Where's your childhood?
For in this world
There's one golden truth
You must grip your past
The decaying youth
by Mark Hallam
I miss innocence
The everlasting youth
And how the grownups
Tell lies shadowing truth
And the careless days
With dodge ball in the gym
Where, at me, kids scream
Not that kid, I want him!
And the sunny days
Sitting out at lunch
Where instead of nice
Kids can kick, yell, and punch
And to you critics
Rest assured, I would
And I ask of you
Where's your childhood?
For in this world
There's one golden truth
You must grip your past
The decaying youth
Poem by Shiloh James
Because I love you
I'll live a little longer,
Through the misery of a mother,
Hating her son,
Because he loves another boy,
And won't be giving her,
The absolute perfect family she craves,
She curses he husband's grave,
Because born unto her 16 years ago,
A son with the want to love that one boy,
To cherish,
Kiss,
And be held by,
To love him like he loves no other.
A boy to whisper his secrets,
To give himself fully and completely.
To be happy in complete perfect peace,
Which his mother never knew.
I'll live a little longer,
Through the misery of a mother,
Hating her son,
Because he loves another boy,
And won't be giving her,
The absolute perfect family she craves,
She curses he husband's grave,
Because born unto her 16 years ago,
A son with the want to love that one boy,
To cherish,
Kiss,
And be held by,
To love him like he loves no other.
A boy to whisper his secrets,
To give himself fully and completely.
To be happy in complete perfect peace,
Which his mother never knew.
Shosho
by Heather Ahmad
Loving; funny
Loves to talk
Likes to be crazy
Sister
Loving; funny
Loves to talk
Likes to be crazy
Sister
When Defining my Life by Heather Ahmad
The world is different and difficult
And maybe it's for the best that it happened
It can be frightening at any time
A fight can explode at any moment
We've fought and we've cried
We've seen all great and scary moments
Closing the doors around my brother
To get him away
When defining my life
I'm the one that keeps this family together
I want to say something
I know that what I say
Will not change anything.
This is the largest thing that drives me insane
And maybe it's for the best that it happened
It can be frightening at any time
A fight can explode at any moment
We've fought and we've cried
We've seen all great and scary moments
Closing the doors around my brother
To get him away
When defining my life
I'm the one that keeps this family together
I want to say something
I know that what I say
Will not change anything.
This is the largest thing that drives me insane
Poem by Clarissa Simms
In the sea of tears
we try to swim away from our peers
In the sea of blood
our hearts seem to flood
In the sea of pain
there is nothing keeping us sane
But in the sea of the broken
everything is left unspoken
we try to swim away from our peers
In the sea of blood
our hearts seem to flood
In the sea of pain
there is nothing keeping us sane
But in the sea of the broken
everything is left unspoken
Sometimes love doesn't last
By Katrina Renee, Age 14 from Brooklyn, New York.
Love is like a bulldozer, it will tear you apart.
At first its nice, but you don't know when the hurt will start.
You two are always together
Thinking it will last forever.
Holding hands
In the park eating pecans
Saying "I love you" and "I love you too"
I may misconstrue
But those words are taken to heart and are hard to undo.
So you two are texting each other and calling each other and
enjoying one another
And then there's a misunderstand
And even though you try to stop it, the argument keeps expanding
The lies start
The cries start
And everything is just ruined, broken apart.
Happiness gone
Everything is wrong
Laying down listening to depressing songs.
Of course eventually things will get better.
And that's why I'm writing this letter
Because I had a broken heart
But I'm healed, for the most part.
And soon, if your in the right state of mind, you will heal too.
Demonic
by Grace
by Grace
To steal a soul
With a kiss
To break a heart
With a glance
To destroy a life
With a word
To ignite a fire
With a touch
To torture a love
With a passion
To hurt a friend
With a secret
To damage a future
With a lie
Is Truly Demonic
What's Love?
By:Tamara age 14 from White Cloud, Michigan
What's love??
Love is something special that everyone should have.
Love is tough.
Love is rough.
But in the end you know you have love.
Love is something special that everyone should have.
Love is tough.
Love is rough.
But in the end you know you have love.
Apathetic Empathy
By Cory age 16 from Leeds, UK
When the nerves have died
What else is there to do
Except float on in the empty
Abyss?
Why does the skin not melt with the heat of the fire?
Why do the rivers on the face not dry up?
Never ending cycle of
Pain.
The darkness cloaks the dagger until it plunges deep,
Dragging across vital organs,
Tearing and ripping,
Flesh exposed.
Can the dead feel pain?
Do their hearts beat?
Do their brains function?
It seems so, yet not so
By Cory age 16 from Leeds, UK
When the nerves have died
What else is there to do
Except float on in the empty
Abyss?
Why does the skin not melt with the heat of the fire?
Why do the rivers on the face not dry up?
Never ending cycle of
Pain.
The darkness cloaks the dagger until it plunges deep,
Dragging across vital organs,
Tearing and ripping,
Flesh exposed.
Can the dead feel pain?
Do their hearts beat?
Do their brains function?
It seems so, yet not so
Space
By Cory age 16 from Leeds, UK
Like being lost without being found,
Like being locked in a dungeon,
Like falling from a great height,
Like a full stop.
You carry on regardless,
Through the never-ending,
Restless dreaming,
Turn and toss.
Following the gifted,
The special, the wonderful,
The ones who never know,
Why are they blind to sight?
Lead you into the night,
The moon shaded in,
The wind is screaming madness,
Please, God, let me in
Equestrian Heart
By Cory age 16 from Leeds, UK
Be still, oh galloping heart,
No running in the meadows,
No nibbling on the cool, sweet grass,
Be still, oh be still.
Rest in your stable now,
Sleep in eternal rest,
Dreaming of the other life,
The one without the dead.
No more the owner visits,
To tend to you needs,
No more money paid
For your upkeep.
Stop moving now, sleep fitfully,
Never stir again,
The blissful peace will welcome you,
To wake,
Never again.
poem by Sarah
We're born, we die
We laugh we cry,
We watch, we grow,
We stay, we go.
We are never perfect, no matter how much we want to be.
We can never always be happy, even if that's what we want
everyone else to see.
I can't change who I am, my stars just shines too bright,
I can t see the light, when I look in the sky at night.
I speak a million words, and hope my dreams come to.
But the only thing I need right now is something to hold on to.
We laugh we cry,
We watch, we grow,
We stay, we go.
We are never perfect, no matter how much we want to be.
We can never always be happy, even if that's what we want
everyone else to see.
I can't change who I am, my stars just shines too bright,
I can t see the light, when I look in the sky at night.
I speak a million words, and hope my dreams come to.
But the only thing I need right now is something to hold on to.
also by Sarah
The rivers flow and the birds fly,
The sun shines high in the sky.
The animals play in the trees
and collecting honey are the bees
Caterpillars are crawling on a leaf,
Ants are hiding underneath.
Lady bugs in red and black,
in the cave there is a bat.
From Slithering snakes
to swans gliding on the lakes
Beautiful animals so big and small,
we thank you lord for giving us them all
Poem by Irene
Still dark.
Tranquil bliss ?
Darkest before dawn
rather
Calm before storm.
Blessed ignorance
Storm brew symphony of Silence
Dawn breathed Zephyr trotted
For whom ?
Redbreast Robin
Cocked his head
Took flight
And thus, tomorrow was ushered
To frisk, to frolic, to be free
Airy a trill carried upon wind.
Dark still.
Longs black arms,
Hooded by Hades
Ticked by
And thus, Tomorrow barged in
To go, yet never to return
Ponderous a cathedral bell tolled.
Waking Up
Facing Day?
Tranquil bliss ?
Darkest before dawn
rather
Calm before storm.
Blessed ignorance
Storm brew symphony of Silence
Dawn breathed Zephyr trotted
For whom ?
Redbreast Robin
Cocked his head
Took flight
And thus, tomorrow was ushered
To frisk, to frolic, to be free
Airy a trill carried upon wind.
Dark still.
Longs black arms,
Hooded by Hades
Ticked by
And thus, Tomorrow barged in
To go, yet never to return
Ponderous a cathedral bell tolled.
Waking Up
Facing Day?
Poem: SUPERSTAR
This poem is by the amazing poet Kit Wright, not the person who submitted it to this site - please kids only submit your own work!
My mums on a diet,
My dads on the booze,
My grans out playing bingo,
She was born to lose,
My brothers stripped his motorbike,
Although its bound to rain,
My sister's playing Elton John,
over and over again,
What a dim old family,
What a dreary lot,
Sometimes I think,
I'm the only SUPERSTAR they've got!
This poem is by the amazing poet Kit Wright, not the person who submitted it to this site - please kids only submit your own work!
My mums on a diet,
My dads on the booze,
My grans out playing bingo,
She was born to lose,
My brothers stripped his motorbike,
Although its bound to rain,
My sister's playing Elton John,
over and over again,
What a dim old family,
What a dreary lot,
Sometimes I think,
I'm the only SUPERSTAR they've got!
NAME: Nichole Strudwick AGE: 14 LOCATION: Australia
3 Little Words
Mother dear, please hold me near,
And whisper three words I long to hear.
I hear them maybe once or twice a year,
Or maybe I’m just never near enough to hear.
As each day passes and turns to night,
I lie in my bed and wonder in fright;
‘Does she still love me? I do not know.
Oh, how I wish she would tell me so!’
I love you, mother! I do! I do!
Oh, how I wish you’d say: ‘I love you, too!’
Maybe you do, maybe you don’t.
Whether you say it or write it in a note,
I’d just love to hear those three little words!
I love you, mum, and I do try and show it!
I try and show it in everything I do, every little bit!
Mother, oh, mother please tell me true,
And I’ll say: ‘I love you, too!’
So now as I finish up, I’d like to let you know; I care for you, I’ll always be there for you,
And I love you, through and through!
And whisper three words I long to hear.
I hear them maybe once or twice a year,
Or maybe I’m just never near enough to hear.
As each day passes and turns to night,
I lie in my bed and wonder in fright;
‘Does she still love me? I do not know.
Oh, how I wish she would tell me so!’
I love you, mother! I do! I do!
Oh, how I wish you’d say: ‘I love you, too!’
Maybe you do, maybe you don’t.
Whether you say it or write it in a note,
I’d just love to hear those three little words!
I love you, mum, and I do try and show it!
I try and show it in everything I do, every little bit!
Mother, oh, mother please tell me true,
And I’ll say: ‘I love you, too!’
So now as I finish up, I’d like to let you know; I care for you, I’ll always be there for you,
And I love you, through and through!
Those 3 little words are: I LOVE YOU!
nice one for Mother's Day
NAME: cj AGE: 15 LOCATION: australia
Down in the banks of misery I fade
Losing myself and friends I'd made
Lost in guilt
In tears
In pain
Lost myself to a stranger without a name
Losing myself and friends I'd made
Lost in guilt
In tears
In pain
Lost myself to a stranger without a name
NAME: sarah AGE: 13 LOCATION: england ,wolverhampton
today is the tomorrow
you worried about
yesterday
you worried about
yesterday
NAME: ashley AGE: 16 LOCATION: florida
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHAT'S going on with all this killing each other?
WHAT happened to treating one another as a brother?
EVERYWHERE I turn there's hatred in the air.
THERE'S so much pain i have to bear!
WHAT'S going on to the love and heart?
WHAT happened to everyone respecting each other's art?
WHAT'S going on, i can't really get the understanding of the sorrow and demanding?
WHAT's going on why isn't anyone standing?
CAN YOU tell me,what's going on?
WHAT happened to treating one another as a brother?
EVERYWHERE I turn there's hatred in the air.
THERE'S so much pain i have to bear!
WHAT'S going on to the love and heart?
WHAT happened to everyone respecting each other's art?
WHAT'S going on, i can't really get the understanding of the sorrow and demanding?
WHAT's going on why isn't anyone standing?
CAN YOU tell me,what's going on?
NAME: danni cooper AGE: 14 LOCATION: stoke , england
I can hear my heart beat
Lying in my bed,
I can feel the blood rush
Pounding in my head,
Beating lie a bass drum
in an empty room,
I can hear my heart beat
Boom-de,boom-de,boom
Lying in my bed,
I can feel the blood rush
Pounding in my head,
Beating lie a bass drum
in an empty room,
I can hear my heart beat
Boom-de,boom-de,boom
NAME: Ellie AGE: 13LOCATION: Minnesota
IT WAS AWESOME
IT WAS GREAT
EVERYTHING WAS GOING FINE
SO I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING...
IT WAS MY FRIENDS
THEY WERE THERE FOR ME
THEY WERE ON MY SIDE
BUT THE NEXT THING I KNEW
IT WAS OVER
IT WAS DONE
I CRIED
I WAS SILENT
BUT THE NEXT THING I KNEW
IT WAS AWESOME
IT WAS GREAT
I HAD A NEW SET OF FRIENDS
THEY WERE GREAT TO ME TOO
BUT EVENTUALLY THEY LEFT ME
AND NOW I AM LOST
LONELY IN THE DARK
BUT I AM HAPPY
IT WAS GREAT
EVERYTHING WAS GOING FINE
SO I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING...
IT WAS MY FRIENDS
THEY WERE THERE FOR ME
THEY WERE ON MY SIDE
BUT THE NEXT THING I KNEW
IT WAS OVER
IT WAS DONE
I CRIED
I WAS SILENT
BUT THE NEXT THING I KNEW
IT WAS AWESOME
IT WAS GREAT
I HAD A NEW SET OF FRIENDS
THEY WERE GREAT TO ME TOO
BUT EVENTUALLY THEY LEFT ME
AND NOW I AM LOST
LONELY IN THE DARK
BUT I AM HAPPY
I KNOW THAT A NEW SET OF FRIENDS WILL COME A LONG I'LL WAIT FOR THEM THE NEXT TIME THIS HAPPENS TO YOU JUST KNOW THAT I AM HERE FOR YOU AND THAT NEW SET OF FRIENDS WILL EVENTUALLY COME ALONG IT IS AWESOME IT IS GREAT SO BE HAPPY LIKE ME
Courage.
The courage that you have-
Don't throw it away-
Save it for another time-
Another day-
The fires all around you-
Burn big and bright-
But the fire deep inside you-
Burns strong and light.
Don't throw it away-
Save it for another time-
Another day-
The fires all around you-
Burn big and bright-
But the fire deep inside you-
Burns strong and light.
Nicole M
Why?
Why the hate?
why the squabbles between mates?
why the problem of race?
why does everyone have to have pretty faces?
why cant people make mistakes?
why the wars for no reason?
why do we worry about what we look like?
why the fights between black and white?
why do we live like this?
why do we pay to live?
why is there a word called "normal"?
why the squabbles between mates?
why the problem of race?
why does everyone have to have pretty faces?
why cant people make mistakes?
why the wars for no reason?
why do we worry about what we look like?
why the fights between black and white?
why do we live like this?
why do we pay to live?
why is there a word called "normal"?
WHY??? all these questions left unanswered?
NAME: Kate age 12 LOCATION: Midlands, England
I am a firefighter who hates his job
I wonder when I'm going to die
I hear the sounds of people screaming
I see the hot flames
I want to go home with no pain
I am a firefighter who hates his job
I pretend to play with my son
I wonder when I'm going to die
I hear the sounds of people screaming
I see the hot flames
I want to go home with no pain
I am a firefighter who hates his job
I pretend to play with my son
I feel hot flames against my face like the sun I touch the rims of a hose I worry when the building is gonna explode I cry when I see people crying I am a firefighter who hates his job
I understand why people pray
I say I can go on just one more day
I dream about not feeling pain
I Try to stay strong
I hope I don't get weaker by the day
I am a firefighter who hates his job
I say I can go on just one more day
I dream about not feeling pain
I Try to stay strong
I hope I don't get weaker by the day
I am a firefighter who hates his job
NAME: Corin AGE: 14 LOCATION: st. Petersburg
TO THE WORLD YOU ARE ONE PERSON
BUT TO ONE PERSON YOU MAY BE THE WORLD
BUT TO ONE PERSON YOU MAY BE THE WORLD
NAME: TABITHA GALLEGOS AGE: 13 LOCATION: TEXAS
A careless whisper
A careless whisper or a silly lie,
A careless whisper of a nasty name,
A careless whisper of a before untold secret,
A careless whisper of who you love,
A careless whisper about a friend
A careless whisper could change a life,
A careless whisper, Why?
A careless whisper or a silly lie,
A careless whisper of a nasty name,
A careless whisper of a before untold secret,
A careless whisper of who you love,
A careless whisper about a friend
A careless whisper could change a life,
A careless whisper, Why?
NAME: abbi finney AGE: 13 LOCATION: england
These are our Teenage Years...
The Best Dayz Of Our Lives
The Best Dayz Of Our Lives
*BiG DREAMZ ... STUPiD FiGHTS*
*SLEEPY DAYZ ... ENDLESS NiGHTS*
*BROKEN HEARTS ... MASCARA TEARS*
*MOBiLE BiLLS & CREDiT CARD FEARS*
*CLOTHES TOO TiGHT ... SHOES TOO HiGH*
*OUT PAST CURFEW ... ANOTHER LiE*
*EYESHADOW COLOUR ... MiDNiGHT BLACK*
*LiPGLOSS FLAVOUR ... CHERRY ATTACK*
*LUViN THE STARS ... BOYS WiTH CARS*
*JEWLERRY & RiNGS ... FASHiON & THiNGS*
*DESiGNER NAMES ... DRiNKiN GAMEZ*
*SLEEPY DAYZ ... ENDLESS NiGHTS*
*BROKEN HEARTS ... MASCARA TEARS*
*MOBiLE BiLLS & CREDiT CARD FEARS*
*CLOTHES TOO TiGHT ... SHOES TOO HiGH*
*OUT PAST CURFEW ... ANOTHER LiE*
*EYESHADOW COLOUR ... MiDNiGHT BLACK*
*LiPGLOSS FLAVOUR ... CHERRY ATTACK*
*LUViN THE STARS ... BOYS WiTH CARS*
*JEWLERRY & RiNGS ... FASHiON & THiNGS*
*DESiGNER NAMES ... DRiNKiN GAMEZ*
THAT iS A TASTE OF THE TEENAGE YEARS...
WHEN PROBLEMS ARE TOO BiG FOR TEARS........
NAME: *xlx Heather xlx* AGE: 16 LOCATION: Scotland
ARMOUR and war!
I have my armour on and i'm ready for war!
I can't wait untill,i step into my enemy's camp.
MY headgear is tight,
and i'm ready to fight.
MY breastplate's clamped on,he can't attack my heart.
I'M blocking while he's speaking negative things like a dart.
I'M a soldier who knows my purpose and plan.
I'M a soldier in a strange land.
I'M strapped up and i'm ready for war.
I'm flexed and bold like never before.
I'M in a mood of waging war and kicking in gates.
I feel like throwing the enemy into lakes.
I can't wait untill,i step into my enemy's camp.
MY headgear is tight,
and i'm ready to fight.
MY breastplate's clamped on,he can't attack my heart.
I'M blocking while he's speaking negative things like a dart.
I'M a soldier who knows my purpose and plan.
I'M a soldier in a strange land.
I'M strapped up and i'm ready for war.
I'm flexed and bold like never before.
I'M in a mood of waging war and kicking in gates.
I feel like throwing the enemy into lakes.
NAME: ashley AGE: 15 LOCATION: flordia
Bubble In The Air
You and I, will never last,
Memories are left, but in the past.
Sweet fragranced breeze, will never last,
The smell remains as a memory, but it doesn't last.
We smile with joy, it will never last,
Sorrow beckons, smiles are in the past.
Taning sun, touches the sea,
Thick blackness leads, what can we see?
A world with failure,
With no hope at all.
Why do we dream,
When there's no point at all.
Memories are left, but in the past.
Sweet fragranced breeze, will never last,
The smell remains as a memory, but it doesn't last.
We smile with joy, it will never last,
Sorrow beckons, smiles are in the past.
Taning sun, touches the sea,
Thick blackness leads, what can we see?
A world with failure,
With no hope at all.
Why do we dream,
When there's no point at all.
NAME: Hasi AGE: 15 LOCATION: New Zealand
TOMORROW IS NOT PROMISED
TOMORROW is not promised to you or me.
TOMORROW might not be your destiny.
LOVE the ones that you still can because, you might not see them again.
LOVE is the key to your very heart, therefore what needs to be respected is your art.
DON'T let your pride get a hold of you because, tomorrow is not promised even to the best of us all.
ALWAYS remember, tomorrow might not answer if you call.
TOMORROW might not be your destiny.
LOVE the ones that you still can because, you might not see them again.
LOVE is the key to your very heart, therefore what needs to be respected is your art.
DON'T let your pride get a hold of you because, tomorrow is not promised even to the best of us all.
ALWAYS remember, tomorrow might not answer if you call.
IN LOVING memory of my best friend SIMIA JACKSON! I love you and wish you were still with me!
NAME: Ashley, age 15 from Florida
Hello,
Am I here,
Can you see me,
Or am I invisible,
I have lingered in the dark for so long.
Now that I have finally found my light,
tell me do I shine?
Am I even here,
Am I real,
Can you see me,
Or am I invisible,
I have lingered in the dark for so long.
Now that I have finally found my light,
tell me do I shine?
Am I even here,
Am I real,
Hello.
NAME: Jaycee AGE: 15 LOCATION: Victoria
Sorry I’m me
Sorry that I like the rain,
And that I like the cold,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I hate the sun,
And that I hate the beach,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I like the black,
And that I like being alone,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I have brown hair,
And that I have brown eyes,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me.
And that I like the cold,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I hate the sun,
And that I hate the beach,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I like the black,
And that I like being alone,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me,
Sorry that I have brown hair,
And that I have brown eyes,
Sorry,
I’m sorry for being me.
NAME: Lizzie AGE: 13 LOCATION: England
She's alone, she's scared.
She knows deep down, they never cared.
Her eyes, they cry.
It always happens, she doesn't know why.
She tries, she fails.
Piercing comments and made-up tales.
She's cold, he's empty.
Why is she here? She says "someone sent me...."
She knows deep down, they never cared.
Her eyes, they cry.
It always happens, she doesn't know why.
She tries, she fails.
Piercing comments and made-up tales.
She's cold, he's empty.
Why is she here? She says "someone sent me...."
NAME: Petra AGE: 13 LOCATION: birmingham
So...Scared
I'm not scared of him
I'm scared of it
What he does
What he is
Who he is
But I'm not scared of him
I'm not scared of him
Is it true what he says
Or is it lies
He brings pain in my eyes
And tears of what he might be
So much happiness he can also bring
When he smiles i smile
I feel content
Then the tears start to fall
when i remember
Who he is
I'm so confused
Which way to go
God please guide me
I'm not scared of him
I'm scared of it
What he does
What he is
Who he is
But I'm not scared of him
I'm not scared of him
Is it true what he says
Or is it lies
He brings pain in my eyes
And tears of what he might be
So much happiness he can also bring
When he smiles i smile
I feel content
Then the tears start to fall
when i remember
Who he is
I'm so confused
Which way to go
God please guide me
NAME: Anabel AGE: 13 LOCATION: New York
You cheat and lie
it's all very wrong
I can't take it anymore
I don't feel so strong
I think I'm going crazy
my brain's about to blow
everything feels all hazy
no one will ever know
I'm sick of all of this
all the yelling and fighting
I don't know what to do
it's all very wrong
I can't take it anymore
I don't feel so strong
I think I'm going crazy
my brain's about to blow
everything feels all hazy
no one will ever know
I'm sick of all of this
all the yelling and fighting
I don't know what to do
I guess I'll keep writing
NAME: Hope Pulver AGE: 14 LOCATION: Gresham
Asi turned around
I see a girl thats look like me
What u doing in my body
I see a girl thats look like me
What u doing in my body
She looked at me with a sight
And i ask her what u doing
How did u get here
And i ask her what u doing
How did u get here
As the sun hit my face
A gate open to me
And i walked in slowly and grateful
A gate open to me
And i walked in slowly and grateful
As a turtle i walked slowly
And then when i looked behind me
She was gone
And then when i looked behind me
She was gone
And as that day went on
I keep thinking and just
Remember i was stand in the mirror.
I keep thinking and just
Remember i was stand in the mirror.
NAME: TYKENYA BACON AGE: 16 LOCATION: ELLABELL , GA
Forget Him
Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kisses
his warm embrace
Forget his love, you once knew
Remember he's with someone new
Forget when he played your song
Forget you cried the whole night
Forget how close you two were
Remember he's chosen her
Forget you memerized his walk
Forget the way he used to talk
Forget the things he used to say
Remember he's with her today
Forget the time that went so fast
Forget the time that know has past
Forget he said he'd never leave
Remember he's gone know
and forever
Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kisses
his warm embrace
Forget his love, you once knew
Remember he's with someone new
Forget when he played your song
Forget you cried the whole night
Forget how close you two were
Remember he's chosen her
Forget you memerized his walk
Forget the way he used to talk
Forget the things he used to say
Remember he's with her today
Forget the time that went so fast
Forget the time that know has past
Forget he said he'd never leave
Remember he's gone know
and forever
NAME: shay wellborn AGE: 14 LOCATION: bakersfield
When you are sad i will dry your tears
when you are scared i will ease your fears
when you are worried i will give you hope
if you want to give up i'll help you cope
when you're lost and cant see the light
i'll be your beacon shining so bright
this i my oath that i pledge to the end why you may ask?
because you're my best friend.
when you are scared i will ease your fears
when you are worried i will give you hope
if you want to give up i'll help you cope
when you're lost and cant see the light
i'll be your beacon shining so bright
this i my oath that i pledge to the end why you may ask?
because you're my best friend.
NAME: keishonda AGE: 12 LOCATION: philadelphia
Spirits of the Moon
Cold yet inviting
Haunting yet confronting
Beautiful and mezmerizing
Forgotten by day
Guiding many by night
Haunting yet confronting
Beautiful and mezmerizing
Forgotten by day
Guiding many by night
NAME: howna AGE: 13 LOCATION: canada
Lost
Lost in the crowd.
Lost in the dark.
Lost in the light.
Lost in the colors.
Lost in the wild.
Lost in the rain.
Lost in the stars.
Lost in the sky.
Lost in the clouds.
Lost in the wind.
Lost in the heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost in the dark.
Lost in the light.
Lost in the colors.
Lost in the wild.
Lost in the rain.
Lost in the stars.
Lost in the sky.
Lost in the clouds.
Lost in the wind.
Lost in the heart.
Lost in the world.
NAME: Kayla AGE: 13
LOCATION: MI
LOCATION: MI
real love?
is it trust
lust?
hunger or thirst
lust?
hunger or thirst
your mind‚
your eyes
do they lie?
your eyes
do they lie?
or cursed
your words
are deep
but they never
stay
your words
are deep
but they never
stay
I feel
I hear
I speak
I hear
I speak
but do I really get my way?
NAME: maike de pauw
AGE: 17 LOCATION: Belgium
AGE: 17 LOCATION: Belgium
Volcano
i erupt every once in a while
Slowly bubbling at first
the pain
increasing
increasing
burns like fire
threatening
i explode
tears flow
hot
silently
slow but steady
they dry
harden
leave stains
Slowly bubbling at first
the pain
increasing
increasing
burns like fire
threatening
i explode
tears flow
hot
silently
slow but steady
they dry
harden
leave stains
like lava
NAME: sheterica AGE: 13 LOCATION: florida
Lost
Lost in the crowd.
Lost in the dark.
Lost in the light.
Lost in the colors.
Lost in the wild.
Lost in the rain.
Lost in the stars.
Lost in the sky.
Lost in the clouds.
Lost in the wind.
Lost in the heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost in the dark.
Lost in the light.
Lost in the colors.
Lost in the wild.
Lost in the rain.
Lost in the stars.
Lost in the sky.
Lost in the clouds.
Lost in the wind.
Lost in the heart.
Lost in the world.
NAME: Kayla AGE: 13 LOCATION: MI
Life
New beginnings,
Made from old mistakes,
Same scared feelings,
A few less aches,
Made from old mistakes,
Same scared feelings,
A few less aches,
Hidden messages,
And untold lies,
Unfading memories,
And continuous sighs,
And untold lies,
Unfading memories,
And continuous sighs,
Heartache and confusion,
Mixed with regret and tears,
Still living in adoration,
But never living the same fears.
Mixed with regret and tears,
Still living in adoration,
But never living the same fears.
Hayley Hussey, 17, London
Depression
When your sad and nobdy notices,
it makes you even worse,
you feel like you are worthless,
like no one really cares,
as if you are just flesh that's going to waste
life is short,
to short,
when you live it depressed,
you don't really live,
you die very slowly,
as if to be eaten alive in the slowest way,
when you see a depressed person and just pass,
think about how u just destroyed a peace of them,
broke another peace off their heart,
so next time you see a depressed person don't destroy them,
help them,
talk to them,
don't just walk past them.
it makes you even worse,
you feel like you are worthless,
like no one really cares,
as if you are just flesh that's going to waste
life is short,
to short,
when you live it depressed,
you don't really live,
you die very slowly,
as if to be eaten alive in the slowest way,
when you see a depressed person and just pass,
think about how u just destroyed a peace of them,
broke another peace off their heart,
so next time you see a depressed person don't destroy them,
help them,
talk to them,
don't just walk past them.
Trista age 14 from Sheridan
Squeeze my hand twice.
Squeeze my hand twice if your there with me,
Again if you think our love could set us free.
Squeeze my hand twice if I am your reason,
Again if you think Im worthy of treason.
Squeeze my hand twice when you want to let go,
Again if you want me to move slow.
Squeeze my hand twice when you want to cry,
Again if you want to sit and watch the night sky.
Squeeze my hand twice if I'm holding to tight,
Again if I ever manage to leave your sight.
Squeeze my hand twice when you simply need me,
Again if you want me to lead you when you can't see.
Squeeze my hand twice to let me know your there,
Again if you want to let me know you care.
Squeeze my hand twice if you understand me in everyway,
Again if you want me as your own everyday.
Squeeze my hand twice to tell me you love me forever,
There's no need to do it again because we will always be together.
So whenever words can no longer express how our love has no price,
Just reach for my open arms and squeeze my hand twice.
Again if you think our love could set us free.
Squeeze my hand twice if I am your reason,
Again if you think Im worthy of treason.
Squeeze my hand twice when you want to let go,
Again if you want me to move slow.
Squeeze my hand twice when you want to cry,
Again if you want to sit and watch the night sky.
Squeeze my hand twice if I'm holding to tight,
Again if I ever manage to leave your sight.
Squeeze my hand twice when you simply need me,
Again if you want me to lead you when you can't see.
Squeeze my hand twice to let me know your there,
Again if you want to let me know you care.
Squeeze my hand twice if you understand me in everyway,
Again if you want me as your own everyday.
Squeeze my hand twice to tell me you love me forever,
There's no need to do it again because we will always be together.
So whenever words can no longer express how our love has no price,
Just reach for my open arms and squeeze my hand twice.
NAME: Anne Fiore, AGE: 17, LOCATION: Perth WA
Don't Drink
Don't drink and drive,
you wont stay alive.
That stuff is really bad.
It will get you really mad.
People say it cools you down,
I'd say it spins you around.
Don't do they they think.
You will get hurt if you drink.
Don't take the beer,
It don't face your fear.
Don't try the weed,
that's not what you need.
People say it's cool,
But you'll fail in school.
If you take it, Quit!!.
That's a really bad it
Don't drink and drive
you wont stay alive.
That stuff is really bad.
It will get you really mad.
People say it cools you down,
I'd say it spins you around.
Don't do they they think.
You will get hurt if you drink.
Don't take the beer,
It don't face your fear.
Don't try the weed,
that's not what you need.
People say it's cool,
But you'll fail in school.
If you take it, Quit!!.
That's a really bad it
Don't drink and drive
NAME: Jocelyn Ann Googoo, Waycobah First Nation
I sit in silence on my floor
Listening to Mother Nature's wrath
It shakes the walls and rattles the door
The wrath of Mother Nature
When clouds of black invade the sky
You know that lightning is going to strike
Buildings burn and people die
The wrath of Mother Nature
When tornadoes strike
And walls fall down
When tsunamis hit
And People drown
When wildfire destroys an entire town
The wrath of Mother Nature
Listening to Mother Nature's wrath
It shakes the walls and rattles the door
The wrath of Mother Nature
When clouds of black invade the sky
You know that lightning is going to strike
Buildings burn and people die
The wrath of Mother Nature
When tornadoes strike
And walls fall down
When tsunamis hit
And People drown
When wildfire destroys an entire town
The wrath of Mother Nature
NAME: Samantha, 14 from Canada
"Soldier"
I remember all those winters
fishin' on the ice
and runnin' in the cold light
falling in the snow on the ground
fishin' on the ice
and runnin' in the cold light
falling in the snow on the ground
I can still recall,
flowers in the spring
wind whippin' in the fall
And those southren summers spent on the lake
flowers in the spring
wind whippin' in the fall
And those southren summers spent on the lake
We grew up together without any cares
Walking to school down the paved street
and the brick road for church on Sundays
The air was crisp and sweet
Walking to school down the paved street
and the brick road for church on Sundays
The air was crisp and sweet
A childhood of many early memories
But those times I take for granted
Were gone so fast
Now I pray for the simple things once possessed
But those times I take for granted
Were gone so fast
Now I pray for the simple things once possessed
No worries, no strifes, no burdens to bear
But once we left highschool
You were off to fly in the war
Off to be a solider
But once we left highschool
You were off to fly in the war
Off to be a solider
NAME: Melanie Davis,
AGE: 13
LOCATION: Kalamazoo, Mi, USA
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