GypsyPriestess
11-21-2005, 08:38 AM
I wrote this one quite some time ago, and I thought I had lost it. Things have changed a lot in my life since then, but I can remember exactly how I felt when I wrote it. -- GypsyPriestess
17
Today's my birthday.
I'm seventeen.
One year now till I'm on my own.
What happened to sweet sixteen?
I was sweet once.
I can barely remember it.
Somewhere between infancy and youth.
What happened to my childhood?
Pain happened, hell happened.
Forced to face decisions, lies,
things an adult shudders to face.
All alone, lonely in school,
facing horrors most forget.
I never forgot.
Even though I tried.
All I have left is my mind,
and my few tattered scraps of pride.
I've hardened those shreds,
made them into solid walls,
and now I can't get out.
My fear sometimes is palpable,
my rage a deadly whirlpool, and I'm drowning,
but I can't seem to learn how to swim.
They try to help me,
but my rage/terror shield holds them off.
Some think I'm insane,
and sometimes I wish it were true.
If I were completely insane,
I wouldn't care if I hurt
everyone around me.
And I wouldn't be here now.
I'm too sane really,
I care too much,
and I know what would happen
were I to choose the easy way out.
I'm seventeen,
going on ancient,
and I'm tired.
17
Today's my birthday.
I'm seventeen.
One year now till I'm on my own.
What happened to sweet sixteen?
I was sweet once.
I can barely remember it.
Somewhere between infancy and youth.
What happened to my childhood?
Pain happened, hell happened.
Forced to face decisions, lies,
things an adult shudders to face.
All alone, lonely in school,
facing horrors most forget.
I never forgot.
Even though I tried.
All I have left is my mind,
and my few tattered scraps of pride.
I've hardened those shreds,
made them into solid walls,
and now I can't get out.
My fear sometimes is palpable,
my rage a deadly whirlpool, and I'm drowning,
but I can't seem to learn how to swim.
They try to help me,
but my rage/terror shield holds them off.
Some think I'm insane,
and sometimes I wish it were true.
If I were completely insane,
I wouldn't care if I hurt
everyone around me.
And I wouldn't be here now.
I'm too sane really,
I care too much,
and I know what would happen
were I to choose the easy way out.
I'm seventeen,
going on ancient,
and I'm tired.