It’s when you look at me, from the outside, I appear composed, disciplined and balanced. It’s hard pretending all’s ok.
When looking at me inside, I tell a different tale, I seek approval, I’m insecure, anxious, lost lonely too!
Do you know what it is like being a teenager, in today’s new world, where your mistakes are quickly pointed out.
Yet, when I tried to speak, nothing but a garbled mumbled voice tries to rise above the surrounding blended noises.
Every once in a while, it would be nice to hear, of things I do right, good things I do as your praise means more now.
I struggle finding me, and the person I am becoming with each and every day as I don’t know what fits right.
I may act like nothing’s wrong, but I hide it quite well, wouldn’t you agree? I learned to hide by blending in with crowds.
I just need more role models, showing how to become a man in spirit, mind and not just body but, the whole deal.
I hope you heard my words, not just listened to my cry for help, as it is not easy being a teenager now.
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