Thoughts Of A Teenager by Angela Daugherty I feel angry at the world... at myself Why when I look in the mirror do I see me? Why do I have to look the way I do? I want to die now. This world and everone in it hates me I hate myself. What? I know I'm special and that you love me Whatever. Could we be any less sincere? Please... I don't want to hear it. I know my grades are slipping and my attitude... well, it has changed I don't care. I need to see a doctor? Right. Maybe tomorrow I have things to do. Why don't I just jump off a bridge right now? You wouldn't mind. Feed the dog... cut the grass... clean my room... You do it. I don't have time to fool around with all that Study for my test... Why? What's the point? I'll fail it anyway I don't have the time Phone call? Tell him I don't want to talk to him... I've got things to do So what if I'm not eating? I'm not hungry Feed it to the dog. No, I can't babysit I have too much to do Leave me alone. I don't want to be bothered anymore...
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because I wanted to express the emotions that some teenagers go through when they are put under a lot of stress.
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