Jaly
Gold Member
The rhyming in this one is cringeworthy lol 
But this is just a little something I wrote when I was 12.
Trepidation of adulthood rapidly edges nearer,
Maturity pilfering your youth, lack of independence clearer.
It can all be simply a mystifying blur,
Approaching hastily; that distant future.
Exquisitely pondering over your dilapidated history,
Cease to restrain it; don’t keep it a concealed mystery!
Quit acting the guilty - portraying your reckless peers,
Live for the chaste happiness and not the solemn tears.
The future is merely yours to determine or to change,
Events that unfold before you, are yours to circumspectly arrange.
You’re never at the final catastrophic tether, no matter your position,
Lifelong dreams will become reality, the genuine ambition.
Neither dwell mournfully on the past or rush heedlessly on,
Grasp advantage from your experiences, clutch the wisdom before it’s gone.
Avoid probing the upcoming years for education’s end,
For school is not the end of learning however hard to comprehend.
Anger and rage express the tension, mounting up swiftly inside your head,
A lava of anxiety, tearing at the foundations of your mind instead,
The barrier refuses to budge despite the constant pressure applied,
Apprehensive of when that final string will snap and all the harmony will subside.
Feel the warm embrace of a loved one; a tight cuddle or cosy hug,
The affection which surrounds you, will forever keep you snug,
Develop into the person you are truly destined to be,
Your body will gradually ripen, with no indication of guarantee.
Glare deeply into the reflection, beyond what you can observe,
Feel the image as another person, give respect as they deserve.
Care benignly for them, prevent them from harm,
For they are what’s inside you, let this be your alarm.
Glance upon your shattered appearance illustrated in the fractions of gleaming glass. True beauty lies deep within your heart, and will always remain there patiently; so long as you retain the dedication to discover it.
But this is just a little something I wrote when I was 12.Trepidation of adulthood rapidly edges nearer,
Maturity pilfering your youth, lack of independence clearer.
It can all be simply a mystifying blur,
Approaching hastily; that distant future.
Exquisitely pondering over your dilapidated history,
Cease to restrain it; don’t keep it a concealed mystery!
Quit acting the guilty - portraying your reckless peers,
Live for the chaste happiness and not the solemn tears.
The future is merely yours to determine or to change,
Events that unfold before you, are yours to circumspectly arrange.
You’re never at the final catastrophic tether, no matter your position,
Lifelong dreams will become reality, the genuine ambition.
Neither dwell mournfully on the past or rush heedlessly on,
Grasp advantage from your experiences, clutch the wisdom before it’s gone.
Avoid probing the upcoming years for education’s end,
For school is not the end of learning however hard to comprehend.
Anger and rage express the tension, mounting up swiftly inside your head,
A lava of anxiety, tearing at the foundations of your mind instead,
The barrier refuses to budge despite the constant pressure applied,
Apprehensive of when that final string will snap and all the harmony will subside.
Feel the warm embrace of a loved one; a tight cuddle or cosy hug,
The affection which surrounds you, will forever keep you snug,
Develop into the person you are truly destined to be,
Your body will gradually ripen, with no indication of guarantee.
Glare deeply into the reflection, beyond what you can observe,
Feel the image as another person, give respect as they deserve.
Care benignly for them, prevent them from harm,
For they are what’s inside you, let this be your alarm.
Glance upon your shattered appearance illustrated in the fractions of gleaming glass. True beauty lies deep within your heart, and will always remain there patiently; so long as you retain the dedication to discover it.
