So your parents fell in love and a few years later you were conceived. You became a fetus and before your parents could blurt out baby, you were born. For our parents Days became weeks, weeks became years and with those years came lessons learned. We started crawling, talking, walking and then it is time for us to go to school. We thought boys were disgusting and we found school really exiting .We got through primary school then middle school and here we are- High school.
This is said to be toughest five years of your young life. You have to adapt to your surroundings, literally! You somehow shake off your innocent image- not deliberately, it just happens. You either find out who you are or lose the person who you thought you were. You are exposed to a lot off things, harmful things, delicate things, and you are exposed to people who you might or might not like. People who are going to push you down you down or help you up. People who are going to accept you and those who will not.
In the mean time you are developing, mentally and physically .If you don’t have self-respect and moral values, good luck! You might just make it out there. If you don’t know who you are, all the bad habits, bad friends, alcohol and drugs; that is going to define you are. The first year of high school, you feel like you’ve made it, you’re “cool” now. You are mature enough to make your own reckless decisions;”it is your life, your choices”.
Little do we know that those choices are going to affect the rest of our lives, either in a good way or bad. We just want to rush growing up.
The second year, Okay so you know your way around the place by now. You past your first year of high school and you know the do’s and the don’ts. Well kind of. You know who you are and who your friends are, Or so you think .This is the year many teenagers are likely to drop out of school, due to reckless behavior or simply just by giving up. They give up because the pressure is too much, and then finally you just crack! Who are misjudged and misunderstood, and you try and try, but somehow you just kind off fail! That sucks!
Your senior years, these years are really though. You have to study harder, party less. You know now whom you can depend on, and whom not. You need the support of your family, which mostly consists of your friends. I mean no offence but, our friends really do become family. We relate to them best because we go through the exact same things .We understand each other much better and sometimes , let’s face it, talking to your family about “boyfriend” issues ,is just not relevant. We share a lot more memories with them then we do with our families. At this stage our parents seems like a treat to us, don’t know why, but it is what it is.
These years pass and along with them a lot of things pass too. The boy you never told” I like you”, the girl you let away. The times you totally screwed up, and still can’t get it out of your head. The fight you had when you didn’t make up. The friends you made and lost along the way. The times you fell in and out of love. The mirage of the fifteen year you once were, the fifteen year old you so desperately want to be again ...
-written by Courtney May
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- Courtney May the poet of the poem !
