Teenage years

Awkward
Fumbling
Relationships
Family
Judgments
Looks
Fall
New beginning
School starts
New faces
Familiar faces
Awkward meetings
Fall into groups
Winter
Sickness
Fights
Broken friendships
Spring
Summer
Break
Freedom?
Save me
Turmoil
Not a good person
Judgment
Hypocrite
Rotton inside
Actions done in selfishness (all are?)
Give up
The turmoil, the hatred,
the sturggles within us
Tiny arms reaching out for
assistance are met by
cold hard resistance
No warmth, no comfort, but
please, no pity.
For these arms were meant for rejection
We pave our own path
leading to destruction (?)
Our insides twisting and turning
into something disgusting, grotesque
Carved from kingdoms of our own selves
Polished by effort
Left to rust by actions
What does it look like?
Judge by what you see
No, that can not be right
Judge by what you hear

No, not quite

Judge by what you know
But aren't we all?