Every day passes
reminding me of things to be learned
I do not know about life as an adult sees it
I only know as a teenager and child
what life is meant to be
Today I learned of love
and the falsities it bears
I do not know its true meaning
or the reason I find it never true
I do not know how to tell a good friend from bad
we all talk behind each other's backs
I see not me in the mirror
but a teenager who is too fat or utterly ugly
Today I learned of drugs
and of all the feelings they bring
I experimented just a little
and now I wish for more
If everybody goes through the torment of teen pain
and they hear the much defeating snickers and comments
why are adults so cruel as to say
these are the best years of our lives?
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