11Th Grade Teen Poems

i once knew a girl whose mom got sick.
she'd sleep the days away, laying in the dark.
perpetually tired, "maybe next time" was the distant sigh.
her...

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As I walk through the sun
He who is none, 
Calls my name
Time and Time again
I hear the beckoning, of my soul
He says it’s not out...

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love
such a finicky feeling
a feeling
a fleeting emotion
infinite definitions
with cruel subjectivity
maybe i did
maybe i didn't
why does it matter
my answer wouldn't change your feelings regardless
how can four...

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It's the late nights all alone for me,
My thoughts get the best of me,
Suicidal thoughts force me to picture Mom and Dad, and the beast...

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Never love do prosper,
And never hate was being born.
Never the sacrifice brought happiness,
And never the discount was alive. 

Never the trust holds my hands,
And never...

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HEY TEEN

Hey teen, did you screw up your date ?
Or your crush didn't show up at the school gate ?
And did you swear at the...

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I do not see further meaning 
behind the choice of word
To analyze this is demeaning
I think it is absurd 

Whoever decided to write this 
must...

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I wake up and my mind starts racing,

You say you’ve never anxiety my god that must be amazing,

I try to find the root of mine...

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I watch the way you look at her- 
the way you look at me- 
and it is the same.
 The way you smile,
 look at...

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I searched only to find,
days more survived,
th'n wooed by life,
asking the heavens why.

Her name held a promised vow..
likened to a solitary bell,
from tall steeple's climb,
oh,...

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I've grown rusty and unused to summoning words from a blank page - but FINALLY - there's something new to describe. School (11th grade) is...

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A child is somewhere scribbling,
not quite knowing what to say,
a junkie with a habit of empty words.

The smart money’s on failure
and I can’t seem to...

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School uniforms
are the last, tired gasp of a
dying patriarchy.

You see a DARK bra
under my blouse? Oh, God! Who
knew girls wore those!

School uniforms, with
long sleeves, aren't...

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Don - they tell me you're leaving
I can't believe it's true,
that we’ll get to live without you.

You’ll go away - govern-mentally,
after all this pain and...

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Draw a stick figure 
future - diminished
and virus ransomed.

Paint the landscape
with the sweltering glare
of global warming.

Come share this
with me - let kisses heal and
soft whispers...

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