Writing

-Can I tell you something?

(I have a secret, and I am dying to tell you.)

     -Yeah, anything.

-I love you.

Perfection- it has taken over the lives of millions of teenagers.

Expectations of perfection from parents, teachers, guardians, random people you've never even met, classmates, friends, and even yourself. 

I step out into a cool summer night 

The air fills my lungs and soothes my anxiety riddled body

I walk out and feel the calm breeze on my torn up skin, wrapping around me like it's comforting my wounds

Being a teenager in today's world is so hard. 

You have to deal with: stress of school, social interactions, people telling you what to do and what not to do. 

The day I lost my youth completely

the sweet scent of childhood

swept away by the sharp,

tangy,

sensation of adolescence.

I have chased after my hopes and dreams

It was a small bracelet; it was black and braided rope, with the words “ I love you forever” on it.  My mom gave it to me on my 15th birthday. She didn't make a big deal about it. She just smiled and wrapped it around my wrist.