I found a bunch of writings from my teen days, and I wanted to share some of them here. In this post there are several small poems from a teenager searching for the meaning of life ☺
What’s happening inside me
It’s something I can’t understand
There’s funny feelings around me
What’s happening to me
Am I starting to grow up
Or am I still just a child
Sometimes,- I want to be a grown-up
Sometimes;- I want to be childish
I can never be a whole time grown-up.....
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I want to go away
Just live like a free bird
But is the life just a sweet dream out there?
Or is it just an imagination in my head?
It’s so many things I wanna do!
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The music makes my body free
The music makes me forget the rest of the world
I can live free
I can live for just me
..with music
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~Ellen Slyngstadli ~ © 1982 ~ All rights reserved
Why is life so difficult to live?
Can anyone tell me that?
We always have to choose amongst things
It isn’t easy all times
You will do both things but have to choose one
You think about it and make up your mind
But if you later realize that you chose wrong – it’ll be pain!
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Sitting here an early morning
Don’t know what to do
I don’t wanna be here, but I have no choice
I don’t wanna be like the others
I just wanna be me
I wanna do what I feel
I wanna act like a fool
I wanna be crazy
I wanna be lazy
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~Ellen Slyngstadli ~ © 1983 ~ All rights reserved
It’s so easy to be me
Easy when I’m free
Do just what I want
Tomorrow is not important
I live my life
~Ellen Slyngstadli ~ © 1984 ~ All rights reserved
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