Angst Teen Poems

’I can’t believe I thought that’, I told her
Wishing it were true.

I know friendship is built on truth and trust
But I just

Can’t let her see...

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Veronica Sawyer, a rebel in plaid
She joined the Heathers, but they were so bad
They ruled the school with their cruel games and lies
But Veronica had...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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When I was a kid, I learned to be sad.

I wouldn’t cry over lost balloons like I used to.

But rather, I learned to be solemn...

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I’m tasting fumes 
Every word I try to say, 
burning me up inside 

I forgot all my chances 
at the girl-next-door’s house 

And I waited...

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She’d been depressed at seeing how her parents had aged in just a couple of years. She hadn’t really contemplated time much before, it had...

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I’m afraid I’m not at liberty to share
Whether or not I love her
Her long dark hair does fall down her back in a lovely way
She...

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I love thee not but only when
in morning time the daisies sway,
and blackbirds trill and do convey
that dusk turns dawn to strive again;
like fragile boats...

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I breathe slowly
       but...

She has hair like yours

I turn away
       but...

She had hair...

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Roses are red, 
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, and perhaps so are you
But you admire another 
And I am stuck a bystander
As you grow closer
Silent
Why...

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I must be perfect.
Nothing compares to the feeling of success,
especially when that's what everyone expects.
I cannot fail.
Failing is realizing that I'm not good enough.
The judgment...

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Being a teenager sucks

Why did i have to grow up

All of the moods swings and all the voices 

Saying i can never keep up



Sometimes i...

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Usually,
I'm good at masking what I feel
usually,
I don't say my favourite colour is teal.
Usually,
the brown of your eyes wasn't
as pretty as the coffee when brewed...

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Life is a series of demands. Hurry up, perform.
Do your homework, write a paper, oh and read 300 pages,
get in those volunteer hours, grab those...

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The sounds of Jingle bells fill the room.
The happy faces of humans before their doom.
As my heart bled dry before the clock,
It's glow slowly faded...

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