Teen Spirit

Just a little poem I doodled about being a teenager in the 90's! :)

TEEN SPIRIT

I was just a little girl and
I couldn't wait to grow.
To know what women knew.
And then I grew.

I watched MTV, and cartoons too.

I loved Pearl Jam, Nirvana, and Alice in Chains,
wore baby doll dresses and Mary Janes.
Flannel shirts and red lipstick.
And I learned what it meant
to hurt.

I kept makeup in a pink Caboodle.
And every thought, and dream and doodle
contained the name of the boy who I loved.

Patches on my blue Jansport.
And Locker Mirrors.
And flavored Lip Smackers.

Best Friends necklaces given and taken.
Betrayal and gossip, and my faith shaken.

I loved to sing but only in secrecy.

During the summer's glorious heat,
I watched the boys playing hockey down the street.
And when they were done, there was one
who would come over.

So fine, so far.
How could I?
Why did I?
What was my rush,
my hurry.
And why did I worry
that I would never grow up?

And now that I have, I wouldn't erase it.
I chase it, embrace it,
and will never let go.