The process of growing up can be a daunting and confusing time. Some of us get there, some of us never will.

An adult who never left home, and never matured.

Something Id think to write of what could come out later in the future.

This poem is about a girl’s destructive way of coping with her broken heart.

Poem.

A boy aged 14 yrs, writes a letter to his father about many interesting issues…..

The need is Intense,for another dose,

Among the people ,we call Drug Addicts,

They would do anything-even kill,

To get another “Fix",

Parents think and perceive,that their child is under vctimized,

The addict needs Medical help,

Not Exorcism,

Figuring out,the problem,would make a solution easier,

The addict faces,headaches,loss of appetite and sleepless nights,

What they do,during the Episode,

The drug addict,fails to recall.

Its not sufficient to take care of our children”s clothing and food,

Its Imperative that parents grow with a child and see them through,

adolescence and generally through life.

There is no pleasure left in their lives,when they face "The Withdrawal".

Mental illnesses are more prevalent,than people know!!

Short poem.

There was once a rebellious and powerful kid
There was once a happy and fake-smiling lonely kid
There was once an awkward quiet kid
There was once a rebellious and powerful teen-to be
There was once a powerful funny jerk.

Moody,arogant,no motivation.