Teen Poetry Collections

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by Anthony (age 17?)

As I sit here I think about my life
being disgusted.
Often people tell me that with them
I can't be trusted.
So now I reminisce about
the times I used to have.
Always the good things to
cheer me up and make me laugh.
But now my mind is
blurry, most of it hazy.
Sometimes I sit and think,
am I that damn crazy.
I get mad nowadays thinkin'
about the drugs that I used.
Then I think I'm a walkin'
time bomb with a short-ass fuse.