Realistic Poetry

Thoughts

These are the thoughts of a teenage girl,

one who let a boy become her world.

She stresses out over anything,

she's worried about what the future will bring.

I want to be pretty and kind,

and not have to worry about what's on his mind.

I wish that he felt the same way,

but he'll never say the words that I need him to say.

These are the thoughts of an adolescent,

one who wishes that they were effervescent.

They want to be happy, nice, and sweet,

and is not judgmental towards the people they meet.

I want to see someone as who they are,

but I see them as their worst scar.

I can't get past the fact that they're odd,

or that they come off as a fraud.

These are the thoughts of a hopeless boy,

one that tries not to destroy.

He hurts people, but that is never his goal,

he's just trying to get back his heart that one girl stole.

I am broken, hurt, and I don't know what to do,

but I hope and pray for something new.

Maybe it will take me out of this state of mind,

and make happiness just a little bit easier to find.

C.V.