Humbly giving everything and taking nothing.
Under foot, in the way, but never trying to be.
Never good enough for myself, no matter what.
Tired and lethargic, moving slowly.
Energetic and hyper, but only for a moment.
Ridiculously strange, but trying to be normal.
Ya know
Sometimes I don’t think
That things will ever get better
Sometimes I don’t see
How they really could
But I’m not always like that
Sometimes I think
“Maybe someday”
“Maybe it will improve”
Hello
My name is Jaden
I am fifteen
And this is a poem
About me
About how I feel
Being a teenager
In 2025
Distance
Rain
Endless nights
With no end in sight
I’ve been told I’m not worth it
Am I really going to listen to the words of
Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human
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