The mind of a teen
The mind of a teen
These are crucial years they say
One that is tough but good for me anyway
My night-light’s flickering
And I’m buried deep beneath
Assignments and details
No-one seems to see, or hear
But only if they looked down and heard
My cries, of longing and pain….
Oh, I wish to run free
Sit with my friends by the beach
Gather round a campfire
Sing songs until we go haywire
And at the end of the day,
Turn our faces up to the sky
Where a meteor shower sets the
Dark canvas of space alight.
I wish I could leave all this behind
And get on a bus with my homies
Pull out packets of chips and fries
Make a ruckus, take selfies
As we ride out into the dark.
I want to run free,
Try out clothes and laugh at the food court
Get drunk on apple juice at parties
I want to live my life,
Picnic under shady trees
Go and swim in rivers
Laugh with my classmates
As we watch the setting sun.
Oh, I want to live,
I want to run into the night
And dance under the sun
I want to smile till it hurts
And I want to tell stories
Of my childhood in the future.
Yes, I want to live
Past gilded cages and society’s
Cumbersome etiquettes.
I want to break these chains,
Fly free, make memories,
Even if it’s just for this summer
Even if it’s just for a moment
The small voice inside me pleads,
“Go, run, live.”