This poem was inspired, watching high school students when I would substitute teach. I am glad I did not go through my teens during times like these. When every moment was consumed worrying about social media postings, or bullying at school.
The Teenager
walking on eggs,
day after day,
unsure and unloved,
fear haunts her youthful eyes,
intent on being invisible,
she tries,
and tries.
while the older boys laugh,
and shout her name.
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