I’m on the wrong side of the road
I gotta get back to the right side.
But I can’t, not yet.
And then, Bam!
I’ve jumped back to the right side of the road
erasing my tracks
going with the flow
getting things done
finally getting somewhere.
I’m never going back
That was the very last time.
It feels good to be on the right side of the road
I can feel myself veering back, but I’m safe
I’m in the middle of the road, pulled in both directions
I know where I’m going
I’m on the wrong side of the road.
time leaping forward
gotta get to the other side
Bam! I jump back.
That’s the last time
Such a waste of time.
I could have been hit.
But I’m OK now.
I’m on the right side of the road
and I’m never going back.
Starting life fresh.
The past doesn’t exist.
I promise, from this moment on…
I can feel myself veering back already
and here are some poems about teens in the teen decade: