Stereotypical Teen

At least that's what I feel like sometimes. I don't like to emulate the stereotypical teen, but it seems I can be so moody and selfish sometimes. I really don't like these flaws in me, but it helps to decrease their presence if I write about them. So here you are, a new one.

Narcissism
It hurts to think that no one cares,
To feel their eyes watching me,
Cold, dark stares
That cannot see
My pain.
I hate to be so trivial,
But I want just one time,
A guy to tell me that I’m beautiful,
Like the prince in a nursery rhyme.
But how can I be so vain?
It seems to me that I
Would love ever so much
To take to the skies and fly,
And flee from my pride: my crutch.
I want to see it slain.
And as this poem nears its end,
I am thankful for the trees
That let me lend
My voice to thoughts like these.
So I can feel my anger drain.


My feelings about this one are kind of "meh"-ish, but it was written in only five or ten minutes, so I guess I don't expect perfection from myself.

Come For Me Now

The first piece of writing I'll post is this: my one attempt at poetry that rhymes and has a chorus, one might say it's almost a song. But anyway, my first well-guarded piece:

Stumbling down
This path all alone,
I hate all the hurt
And I hate that you know.
These secrets I kept
Deep inside me
Were everything you
Were not meant to see.

Come for me now,
Take me away,
Catch all my fears,
Keep them at bay.
Not scared of the world,
Nor afraid of the sea,
But terrified now
By what's hidden in me.

And all of that time
As the shadows drew close,
I started to fade,
I was giving up hope.
Through all of the lies
You saw the truth,
This cry from my heart
Was calling to you:

Come for me now,
Take me away,
Catch all my fears,
Keep them at bay.
Not scared of the world,
Nor afraid of the sea,
But terrified now
By what's hidden in me.

But now I can see,
And my eyes open wide,
In the heart of the dark
I had you at my side.
You never left me
As I tried to leave you,
When I lost my way,
And stumbled: a fool.

But you came for me then,
And took me away,
Caught all my fears,
Kept them at bay.
Not scared of the world,
Nor afraid of the sea,
I'm healing now,
By your presence with me.


So... not sure how song-like it actually sounds, but if you actually see this and have some opinion you'd like to state, go for it.

Realization

It's been such a long time since I last posted, I sincerely doubt that anyone ever comes here anymore. Which is why I've decided to re-purpose my blog. Here, I can post things I've written that only a very select few have read before, and I won't have to feel weird about it. I love to write; expressing my thoughts in a creative way is one of my favorite things to do. But it's always private. I've only ever allowed one or two people to read everything I've written. And I'm sure I still won't post everything, but there will be a lot more posted here than there would be anywhere else.
And should someone I know actually stop by this again, on a nostalgic whim... I'll deal with it. I don't really not want them to read what I write, I just don't want to flat out show them. So if you discover this, kudos to you. You've found a stash of my hidden treasure.