Teenage Angst

by Will Read - Gemini

Teenage angst, at ill repose.
Their eyes wide open, ears closed.
All utterance is met with scorn, 
The rosebud barbed with bitter thorn.

In your life they build a fence
and man the walls with petulance.
And if they spike you to the core,
They’ll find a way to hurt you more.

One day they’ll see the pain they spread,
With any luck you won’t be dead.
And love will spring. Arise, anew.
And you’ll realise they’re just like you.

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2005-10-17 17:05:49
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:54
Poem ID: 70992

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