this is a poem I made as tribute to tell my best friends mother. if ever could. that I am a teenage girl. and that my life is basically drama and dumb stuff all the time.
I wake up in the morning then I go back to bed
My room is mess and so is my hair
My clothes are scattered on the floor
My mirror is unseenable
My my socks are mismatched
My hair brush is lost in the junk on my table
My ponytail snapes in my hair
My bold type mcsacra is out
My eyeshadows is smeared
Oh I am teenage girl
My jeans are faded out of glory
My t-shirt is clean
There is a smear of something on the side
My shoelaces are refusing to stay tied
My backpack seems heavy
My stomach is empty
My eyes are dying to close
Oh I am a teenage girl
My best friend is sitting next to someone
Oh doesn't she know
Oh doesn't she know
All the heartbreak she shall feel
My sister sitting there too
Rather not she's gather the signs
Is unknowing
Oh I am teenage girl
My work is a duel against my ideas
My partner is a same old kind of a guy
The teacher knows I can do better
The teacher knows had not tried
Oh I am a teenage girl
My lips are trembling
My eyes are whining
My friend is gossiping
My best friend friend is something else
I made a promise to something I don't understand
Oh I am a teenage girl
I thought I was better than my own best friend
We fought with words they seem to unbought
Her mother's says don't you baby
The drama is flying
Her mama ain't liking
Her mother tells Her I am nothing
Her mother tells her I am a user of her own will
Oh I am a teenage girl
No matter how many times I said I was sorry
She didn't go to store it away
Oh but I am sorry
Oh but lady
I am a teenage girl
In the modern world
I gossip
I spread rumors
I am in the highest of education
Oh I am teenage girl
This not who I want to be
Just why can't you just see me
You hold a grudge
Like I am murder of your feelings
You tell her to tell me i ain't nothing special
Oh I am a teenage girl in the modern world
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