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Wanting me to join them
A tear runs down my face as I tell them for the zillionth time
I can't
I don't blame you, brother
I really don't
I just want to be fifteen
A mother is what I feel like
A sister is what I am
But I can't blame you
For being like you are
The stress is building up
I've already got grey hairs
There is something wrong with this picture
I am a teenager
But I feel forty
Sickining age fills me up
Screaming solves nothing
Brother, dear, why can't you be normal?
I am losing my childhood
And my youth is dying
As I hold on to the only thing that makes me believe
That I am still a teenager
If I didn't know me
And saw me on the street
I would think I was
At least twenty-five
For a while now
Many thought I was
Tell me if you see
My childhood run by
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Dying Youth

Contributed by DesolantDreamer on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 08:58:40 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

My friends call me
Wanting me to join them
A tear runs down my face as I tell them for the zillionth time
I can't
I don't blame you, brother
I really don't
I just want to be fifteen
A mother is what I feel like
A sister is what I am
But I can't blame you
For being like you are
The stress is building up
I've already got grey hairs
There is something wrong with this picture
I am a teenager
But I feel forty
Sickining age fills me up
Screaming solves nothing
Brother, dear, why can't you be normal?
I am losing my childhood
And my youth is dying
As I hold on to the only thing that makes me believe
That I am still a teenager
If I didn't know me
And saw me on the street
I would think I was
At least twenty-five
For a while now
Many thought I was
Tell me if you see
My childhood run by
Because I miss it

Copyright © DesolantDreamer ... [ 2005-01-30 20:58:40]
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Re: Dying Youth (User Rating: 1 )
by bigtig6269 on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 09:48:26 PM AEST
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good poem. I know the feeling. When I was younger I went through the same thing. I never had much of a social life because I kept having to work to help support family. Keep up the good work.

Re: Dying Youth (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 09:49:54 PM AEST
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i consider it better to be older than you really are to be more childish than you really are. sacrifices have to be made, and you have to make them. but what they are made for, is worth it.

Re: Dying Youth (User Rating: 1 )
by greeneyes on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 10:21:11 PM AEST
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A sad heartfelt write. Your brother should be just that, a brother to you. Your parents need to open their eyes and see that you are missing out on so much in life, the best part of growing up is being able to be a child and then your teenage years. But on the other hand if (You) is all your brother has then he was one very specail person to have you as his big sister. I'll keep you in my prayers.

Nancy

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