SEVEN... seven good long years spells the teenage era
A period, a stage, a transition
This is the point where decisions are made
This is the point where movies are most enjoyed
In this era, bonds are made
Best friends are created, love is craved
In this teenage era, sorry has meaning
In this teenage era, heart shows true feeling
These years mouldeth thee
It creates a void and fills it at the same time
Games becomes the pinnacle of success
Movies and cartoons, source of joy
Sleep becomes an enemy
Some sins have little gravity
It was once written in the days of old
That if one doesn't fall in love as this era unfolds
Then one must feel sorry for his heart
For he is lost in a transitional thermostat
It is okay to say the teenage era is the most beloved timeline
That point where you feel you can touch the sky
That era where you still feel everything is good
In this era, some crap like things exist
This point of our lives is likened to mutation
For you are part baby, part adult, almost a gene simulation
But my story isn't similar but also not too different
In less than a month, my transmutation becomes complete
In less than a month, i would be leaving this scene
Enough lesson learnt, enough bonds formed
At the very end, i once loved and then lost
But a new chapter awaits, a new station
I get to meet the Sheriff and say i survived the teenage transition.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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