The Life of a Teenager

My heart feels so heavy
And I wish it would stop hurting
But the stress and the pain
Are but only keeping it from floating

And the fact that I'll beat someone up
Far before I cry
Is crazily amazing
Oh, the rules that I defy

Yeah, it makes me wonder
How I make it through these sequences
Because there is no other
Who could stoically face these consequences

I get that not everyone
Knows how to fight this battle
But I can't understand how none
Speak up from being a chattel

I strive to be myself
Yes, sometimes it hurts
But it gives you your own shelf
And the bravery it exerts

Oh, so many, will never see the day
Of a time when their were plenty, and everyone was gay
But worldly issues loom, at the meaning of the word
It was but a adjective, then and now, of something I haven't yet concurred.

This came to me suddenly, in my desperation, to pour out my soul
And I begrudgingly, in preparation, made it my very own.