Crescendo

Everything is sudden, too sudden.

Someone's been suspended

6th graders are drinking

Relationships are changing

Betrayals on the daily and heartbreaking decisions every minute

A tornado, a crescendo, I don't know what any of this is,

Something loud and louder to get lost in,

I want a say but nobody's listening to silence

We're too young for this

In a course of a week, almost a day,

Friends are sworn enemies

Young love turns ugly

Simple happiness finding no space

In rumors, in lies, in all of this

And it's all so loud

I may not have said it yet

But I get really overwhelmed by loud noises

And very quickly

So non-stop quick decisions all screamed at you 

It's exhausting

I'm so damn tired

People I know are doing drugs

And having sex

And going to parties

And skipping class

And getting suspended for saying ignorant, hateful things

For Christ's sake, people,

We're still kids!
We're thirteen and fourteen years old!
This is the time to first fall in love

And make friends

And go out in the sun and be happy!

What are we doing?
We're cutting off our own childhoods, it seems.

And it's all happening now.

You're either swept into the dramatics or you're lame,

The lines are being defined for me clearer by the day,

But it's so hard to focus. 

I don't want to know where I fit in to all this madness yet.

I just want to be happy.

That seems too difficult a request.

Author's Note

It's not polished(tm)