Consumed by fear

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I have written this poem Consumed By Fear that I call because I want to show how many teenagers feels today including me and mostly me, and how teenagers hide their emotions. It took me 3 and a half day to write this poem, but that didn’t bother me because all I want to do is to express myself like I never done before therefore have I chosen to write a poem about myself. So I hope you enjoy and not get bored.


She smiles sweetly, to hide her fear, to hide the pain, which is always near. Her stomach aches, from being sad. She wants to stop, feeling so bad. She wishes the world, were a happier place, that way she could put, a smile on her face. Will no one notice the pain that''''s inside? Can no one see how much she''''s cried? Wanting to feel free, wanting to be happy, tired of pretending, there is no misery. What will it take, or people to know, that the smile she shows is actually fake?

She has the world fooled, thinking she''''s pleased,
with how her life''''s going. Can they be so naive Consumed by fear, blinded by pain, nothing to offer, but this feeling of blame? Many things were said, and few were done, trusted by all, misguided by one, alone in this world, as the people pass by. With the look of agony, and tears in their eyes, swallowed by hate. Forgetting your love, paying this debt, while you rest above.

Sometimes hearing, what sounds like your voice?
A constant reminder, it was always my choice. Days pass me by, as the pain grown strong, still your love is here, and my life seems so long. Consumed by fear, blinded by pain, nothing to offer, but this feeling of blame. My eyes can twinkle, my lips can smile, but the sorrow in my heart, can someone revile. It feels like a pile through my heart in me. The hurt, the pain, which nobody can see. I tried to look back, to see what was wrong, but nothing could I find. Why do the school days feel so fucking long?

This season is the time for happiness and cheer, but look through my eyes and you will see a tear. The words that I speak are never to be heard, and all I want from you is your promising word. No one ever listens to a word that I say. All I need is for someone to point me into the traveling way. Having no one to talk to makes the anger builds within. So I think hard and loud knowing I need to raise my chin.

I fight with myself all the time, wanting to do something but knowing it''''s a crime. I just want all this anger within me to just come out. I have this huge urge just to shout. I just want to release the real me from being hidden within. Sometimes I think all the things I do are a sin.
Please help release the me hidden within.
So what if I''''m not as you expected! I''''m different, I''''m not like you.

Is this a reason for me to be neglected? I do my own thing; to me this world is new.
My thoughts and opinions are not to your liking, but I love how I am. I know you find my personality shocking,
but I''''m only human. I don''''t want to conform. I like to stand out. On this I stand stern, to be an individual! I shout, but you try to tie me down, clip my wings, so I cannot fly.
If I conform, all you''''ll see is my frown. I feel smothered, like I will die. So what if I''''m different! Love me for who I am!

You do know that is God sent, but I feel as though my life is sham. I''''m not going to change to please you! You say I rebel. But is this really true? Sometimes my life feels like a living Hell! Whatever my crime. I refuse to change. I would much rather serve my time. I simply refuse to listen to a word you say! You just have to deal Take me as I am, or leave me alone.

I have the time to kill. As you sit there deciding on how to make me your clone. But I am what I am, and I''''m comfortable with being me. I hate living this shame! Loving myself, now that''''s the true key. Maybe I like giving smiles, which seems to be a sin...