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When I Was

Young



When I Was Young



By Wendy Maddocks



© Wendy Maddocks, 2011



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When I was young



Contents


Introduction

No drink, no drugs, no sex

Head games

I’ve got feelings too

I wish it was me

My mum

Father, daddy, dad

The clock

I may need help

Innocence

Old woman

The girl

Never me

Do you care?

Listening to fear

To my guardian angel

Death penalty

Original sin

My journey

Easy target

The trace

Naive

Life lost

Thank you

Siamese sister

Presence

Omnipresent

The climb

Don’t cry

Run and hide

Scared

Real me

Like you

Fall away

Too much

Set me free

Alive

Getting away with murder ’03

Stuck

Drowning

The gift

My brighter tomorrow

Growing up

Not a kid

Me in the mirror

Seeing them

Unsung hero

Just words

Secrets

Red





Introduction



Every tiny mistake is the end of the world for a teenager. The systems of the world were created with the sole purpose of screwing up your life. Nobody understands a teenager because, of course, no one else has ever been through those pesky teenage years. And every man and his dog is out to get you. At least, that’s what it feels like.

I was no different. However, instead of spending my formative years in front of my Nintendo or loitering on street corners or dreaming of being famous for doing nothing in particular, I wrote. And I’ve got just enough ego to think people might want to read it. Many people think a lot of teens write poetry as an outlet for inner turmoil and emotional confusion. That’s true. But it does not mean it can’t be damn good poetry. The quality is subjective but I enjoyed writing them and expressing myself in a (maybe) elegant way rather than keeping my emotions inside until I explode.

This collection of fifty poems were all written when I was about 16 or 17. They represent some of the things that I thought, felt and went through. Some are just poetic license at work but they are all important to me. Perhaps it will give you a glimpse of the train wreck that is a young mind. Maybe it will help you voice some of the worries you have about being young and, one day, not being young.

To anyone who is, was or owns a teenager – I salute you. You have the hardest job in the world.








No drink, no drugs, no sex.




I was happy, truly happy.

For the first time,


I was surrounded by family.

My friends were there too.

My favourite song was playing,

And someone was talking.


We had a good night out last week,

Me and the girls.

My mom gave me one of her talks.

‘No drink, no drugs, no sex’ she said.

I wasn’t gonna do anything stupid.


When we got to the club, I relaxed.

Some bloke offered me a spliff.

‘No drink, no drugs, no sex’,

I remembered what I’d promised.

Then I hit the dancefloor.

I’d only had one dance before I went hyper.


Someone spiked my coke –

Vodka and a roofy.


Now, through no fault of my own,

I’d broken all three promises.

‘No drink, no drugs, no sex’.






Head games





Multi-coloured swirls

Head spinning

Red, blue, green, neon pink

Rainbow colours

Nothing makes sense

Too many questions

No answers

Jumbled, moving

Everything changes

Psychedelic and senseless

Make me forget

Trippin’

Feel dizzy, sick

Losing control

Wanna get off


Bad trip

Or just life?





I’ve got feelings too




I don’t know why you pick on me

I haven’t done anything to you

You don’t know how much you hurt me

You don’t care either, do you?


I’ve got feelings too, you know

Don’t pretend I haven’t

I’m actually more sensitive than most

Flesh and blood, heart and soul

Sometimes I think you’re not

You can’t have a conscience

Not if you don’t mind hurting people


Sometimes I wonder, ‘Why do I bother?’

I’m not appreciated

Just taken for granted

Notice me, make me feel good

Accept me for being me

Please don’t hurt me





I wish it was me




What do I do?

What do I say?

How do I help you?

Tell me what way


You’re slipping away from me

And I don’t want you to go

I don’t like to see you suffer

Or feeling so low


You go through so much

Yet you’re so brave

You try not to complain

But I can see you’re in pain

I wish it was me, not you


Then one day you’re gone

And you’ve been so strong

I wish it was me, not you

Mum, twenty-two




My mum



Am I going to die, Mum?

Am I going to die?

Everything’s gone black, Mum

Please, tell me why


I remember a crash, Mum

That’s all I know

Then the ambulance came, Mum

Blue lights all aglow


I heard what they said, Mum

‘She might not pull through’

I heard what they said, Mum

Did you hear it too?


I didn’t do anything wrong, Mum

I listened to what you said

I didn’t do anything wrong, Mum

But now I might end up dead


I don’t want to leave you, Mum

I don’t want to go

I don’t want to leave you, Mum

But I know you already know


I know you want to cry, Mum

I want to wipe your tears away

But everything’s still black, Mum

Will I make it through today?


I know I’m going to die, Mum

I know I’m going to die

But will I have to go, Mum

Without getting to say goodbye?




Father, daddy, dad



I saw a bright room full of people

Was one of those people you?

I immediately knew who my mum was

Her eyes were big, bright blue


I grew up without a daddy

I was always the odd one out

The other kids used to tease me

I wanted to scream and shout


I used to think of you Dad

Did you ever think of me?

You should have seen me growing up

Isn’t that how things should be?


I visit your grave now Father

Sometimes I even cry

Do you ever cry Father?


Although you never loved me

I’ll always be here for you




The clock



I am a clock

Tick tock tick tock

I am a clock


Hanging on the wall

Not large and not small

Hanging on the wall

Hoping I won’t fall


Everyone looks at me

But no-one ever sees

I am just a clock

Going tick, going tock


I want to be a speeding bullet

Heart of the action for a minute


I want to be a shining medal

Someone’s won me – I am special


I want to be a fantasy dream

Everything good and everything clean


But I’m just a clock

Tick tock tick tock

Just a clock

Tick tock tick tock

Tick tock




I may need help



I’m not a defenceless

Helpless little girl

Not the girl you think I am


I don’t need you to take care of me

Nor your the round the clock protection

You don’t need to watch over me

Just give me a little direction


All those years I’ve wasted

The ones you think I’ve wasted

I’ve been putting them to good use

Building up my defences


I can take everything you throw at me

And I won’t back down

I’ll fight for what I believe

But I might need some help

I can’t do it alone



Innocence



The innocence of childhood

Belongs only to the young

It can be ours no longer

Till our sins have been sung


The young have their hopes

Their dreams and their faith

They live in simplicity

Trust that everything is safe


But we look down on our future

And their view of the world

To them, it’s all black and white

No evil seen nor heard


I’d like to be a child again

To have my innocence retained

See the good in it all

Running free, unashamed




Old woman



I see an old woman

Frail and old

But I look in her soul

See purest gold


She may not have a future

But she does have a past

She bears no regrets

Though it went by too fast


I look at the woman

See not her skin

I look in her eyes

See the beauty within


When you look at the woman

What do you see?

Just a wasted old woman?

What if that’s me?




The girl



There’s a girl I used to know

I wonder where she went

A happy, carefree child

Until that youth was spent


She didn’t have a care in this world

Running around – free as a bird

Nothing really mattered


I know I knew this girl

This girl used to be me

Life was so simple then

No horrors to be seen


I don’t know where that girl has gone

I want to see her again

I know if I look hard enough

I’ll find her again




Never me



So many things that I wanted to say

So many demons that I needed to slay

Wanting to be the same

Wanting to play the game

Wanting to be a normal girl


But I shall never be

Cos that girl is never me

And I just want to be

The girl that’s never me


And sometimes I wonder

Sometimes I need to know

Why you let me flounder

When the choice is sink or swim


I know I’m not the perfect girl

But this isn’t a perfect world

Wanting to be the same

Wanting to play the game

Wanting to be a normal girl


But I shall never be

Cos that girl is never me

And I just want to be

The girl that’s never me


I wish that I could be

But I shall never be

And I just want to be

The girl that’s never me





Do you care?




When I’m hurting inside

No-one seems to care

But do they even know

Even know that I’m there?


They say lighten up

Be happy, stay cool

They can tell me these things

But I’ll still feel a fool

This isn’t their problem

So why should they care?

Because they have a conscience

Because they know it’s not fair


Sometimes I feel silly

For acting this way

But despite your denial

I won’t go away




Listening to fear



She’s speaking in whispers

Saying words I can’t hear

My limbs all have blisters

Because this is my fear


I know I’m a bad girl

But, why do they tease?

Oh to Hell with the world!

I’m not trying to please


I don’t give a damn

What she thinks or she cares

But what I can’t stand

Is her cold, callous stare


I really don’t care

Least, that’s what I say

She’s speaking in whispers

Saying words I can’t hear





To my guardian angel



To my guardian angel,

You saved me on the edge of despair,

You rescued me on the brink of suicide,

You tried to protect me from the horrors

of life,

You’ve been so good to me.


When everything looked black, you showed me the

light at the end of the tunnel.

When I wanted to end it all, you showed me there

was so much to live for.

You’ve been so good to me.


I always believed in you, and

You tried never to let me down.

You’ve done so much for me.

I’ll try not to let you down.

You’ve been so good to me.


Thank you.




Death penalty



In my dreams, I’m dying

And I don’t want to wake

Heaven can take me now

Or let me burn me Hell

And I will not complain


Drowning in guilty seas

Because I killed a man

All the lives I have saved

And I make this mistake

It lies heavy against them

And I can’t even the score


In the night, it haunts me

His broken body’s ghost

Maybe I deserve to die

To lose what I’ve taken

But I always wake up

And find I am punished

I am sentenced to life




Original sin



The flames of my sin surround me

It will burn me.

The blaze of my guilt consumes me

Eats me alive.

I committed this crime.


I was looking forever for

Original sin.

A sin worse than deadly

So pure and old.

More precious than gold.


I’ve exhausted all the old ones

There’s nothing left.

Ancient and primal, older than time.

Burnt for committing

The ultimate crime.




My journey



As I walk down this lonely road

I long for someone to share my load

There are many stops along the way

I’ll get through this, come what may

No-one reaches out a helping hand

The time has come to make my stand

For everything that I believe


I walk the road, it never ends

How far I walk all depends

As I watch the day turn into night

I know all the decisions I made were right


I won’t let all my hopes be dashed

I won’t let all my dreams be trashed

My choices are mine and mine alone

I’ve got to make them on my own

So many challenges, I’ve got to face

All they challenge is my faith

Travelling down the road




Easy target



Why am I always the one

That gets shouted at?

That gets picked on?

That gets the blame?


I’m small, female and sensitive

I guess I’m an easy target


Then, there’s people like my sister

She’ll make things up and lie

She’ll purposely wind me up

Just to get me in trouble


Or, you can take my ‘rents

They blame me for everything

I know it’s ‘cos I’m the youngest

But none of it’s even my fault


I’m small, female and sensitive

I guess I’m an easy target


At school, I used to get bullied

By ignorant little pricks

I couldn’t stand up for myself

I simply just didn’t know how


People used to push me around

They used to make me take the rap

And now I just won’t let them

‘Cos now, I can fight back


I’m small, female and sensitive

I guess I was an easy target





The trace



A pen in my hand, tapping away

A blank page at my desk, accusing

A thought occurs, but remains at bay

The wall clock ticks, time is passing

My idea runs, it wants to play.


It dashes across, too fast to follow

Half-formed in the pale moonlight

The process is devoid, it seems so hollow

Prancing and dancing, tracking through white

The shadow escapes me, forming my sorrow.


The room is silent and tense

I can hear my heart beat

Time carries on, all pretence

Empty as the cold street

A light goes on, breaking my trance.


The pen lies still in my hand

A written page stares at me

The thoughts flow free, rolling sand

Beach tracks washed, unknown by sea

Floating away, floating home, on demand.




Naïve



An army of tin soldiers

Eager to play their war games

Melting in fires of conflict

Losing nothing but lead paint


Ping pong cannonballs fly

Paper bullets knock them down

The domino effect

Metal troops, standing proud


Losing nothing but paint





Life lost




I touch fire – I do not burn

I touch ice – I do not freeze

I go underwater – I do not want to breathe

I fight for my life – I do not want to live


You can give me no reason to be here

No purpose for which I must stay

But I know that I have to

It’s just what I do – all that I do

My unknown existence


I know of no reason to struggle and try

When I don’t even know why I’m here

My unknown existence


A life without meaning means no life at all

A life lost in time – lost to the world

But it is no loss


But being here is just what I do

I don’t want to and I don’t know why

Living is all I know

Though I don’t… in

My unknown existence





Thank you




I was down and wanted to cry

But you gave me my wings

And taught me to fly

For that I thank you


I was afraid – lost and alone

But you took me in

And gave me a home

For that I thank you


I was left outside in the rain

But you gave me a coat

And said ‘Don’t be ashamed’

For that I thank you


I was so sad that I couldn’t smile

But you made me laugh

And I felt like a child

For that I thank you


For everything

I thank you




Siamese sister




My heart breaks for her

My side burns for her

She should be here

She should complete me


The other half is missing

And I will never feel whole

She was part of me

Now, part of Heaven

Maybe she wanted it

Maybe it set her free


But I want her back

And she can’t return

The fire always burns

In my heart, she lives




Presence



If she could just find a voice,

I’m sure she’d speak.

If she could just find the words,

I’m sure she’d say.

If she just knew the reasons,

I’m sure she’d explain.


You’ve emptied her out. This river’s run dry.

She is spent.

She has nothing left to give.

If she could just find her tears,

I’m sure she’d cry.


If you would just listen,

Maybe you’d hear.

She whispers, voicelessly, wordlessly.

Her candle snuffed out long ago

When it should be burning bright.





Omnipresent




You provided comfort every night

When I drifted to sleep at your side

You healed me when the monsters cut me

I never even let you touch me

You pushed yourself beyond tired

And let me rest when I desired


You never wanted more than I gave

Not even when I offered nothing

You had needs too – why didn’t I think?


I used my own shirt to bandage your wounds

I stroked your torn face ‘til it healed with the moons

I didn’t know what else I could do

I guess you grew old whilst I just grew





The climb




The higher you climb

The further you fall


The mystery of life rolls out before me

I remain confused

The more that I learn, the less that I know

So complicated

Just when I think I understand it all

I climb the first rung

It twists and contorts, ever-changing.


Waiting and waiting, for more to unfurl

I am impatient

I achieve more understanding as it clears

It’s meaningless

I find myself at the end of a ladder

Behind me is fuzz

How high will I be when I fall?






Don’t cry




Please don’t cry

I know you feel like crap

But I’m here

Please don’t cry

I know you’re in pain

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you’re suffering

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know he hits you

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know the scars show

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you feel alone

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know that you’re lost

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you’re scared of him

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know he’s killing you

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you’re too young

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you’re scarred for life

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know it’s never over

But I’m here


Please don’t cry

I know you can’t hear me

But I’m still here





Run and hide




When I wanted help

Where were you?

When I made my life

Where were you?


Trying to make up

For the times that you missed

But it’s too late

Invading my life

Like you were there all along

But it’s too late


In the future

You won’t be there

When I need you

You won’t be there


When things get rough

You run and hide

When maturity calls

You run and hide





Scared



I’m scared

Scared of life and of death

Scared of the future and of the past


I’m told it’s just natural

And that I shouldn’t fret

But how can I not?

I can’t just forget


I’m scared of life

Like a roller-coaster ride

Up and down

Round and round

Then suddenly – it stops

It’s over too soon


I’m scared of my future

The unchartered territory

The great beyond

But I know what’s behind me

I need to step forward


While I’m so scared

I’m just standing shy

And I’m scared of letting

The world pass me by





Real me




I thought I was tough

I wanted to be

I never thought you’d fall in love

Not with me


I built up so many fronts

I forgot about me

The real me


I was playing the tough chick

Another of my games

But you knew it wasn’t me

The me inside


You tore away the layers

One after the other

Blowing my cover


Then you saw me

Without a disguise

And I wanted to hide


I felt vulnerable and cold

My soul laid bare

And I don’t have to hide

While you’re there




Like you




How can it be wrong to be different?

I live and I love and I breathe and I die.

I’m just like you underneath.


Cut me and I bleed – like you

Hurt me and I cry – like you

Hit me and I bruise – like you


But I’m not you

I have a wild imagination

I write with a flair and style

I want to explore the night

I live in my own world


I’m not afraid to be different

I like being unique, special

I don’t want to be like you




Fall away



Don’t close your eyes

Don’t slam the door

The world might fall away


I let go of your hand

And you fell away

I shut my heart to you

So you ran away

I gave you my body

You took me away

I forgot I loved you

You threw it away


Everything is lost

It is away

Things we’ll never know

They went away

A love lost in time

It blew away


Don’t close your eyes

‘I have to’

Don’t slam the door

‘I need to’

I watched the world fall away




Too much




Too much blood

Too much pain

Too much anger

Too much hate


The world has turned black

Black, and streaked with red


The air crackles with evil

Evil come and evil gone

Stains the world with its mark


A world tainted with pain

Twisted and tortured

With all kinds of hurt


People hating on people

Too much violence

Too much for too long


Years of irreparable damage

Affecting generations to come

And generations gone by


Now they’re calling for peace

But it’s never enough

Too little, too late





Set me free




I don’t want the money and I don’t want the fame

I just want everybody to treat me the same

Why do you treat me the way that you do?

Just ‘cos I’m different. ‘Cos I’m not like you.

So much that I can’t do, so much that I can

I’m true to myself and I’m all that I am


So many ideas locked up in my head

For poems and stories that may never be read

Writing’s my life and I may never stop

I won’t give it up ‘til I reach the top


I am the girl that you try to ignore

See me for me; nothing less, nothing more

I do not have style, I do not have grace

I don’t even have a beautiful face

I do not have glory, I do not have cash

I don’t have finesse, I don’t have panache

Please tell me why you can’t see behind

See what’s inside – a beautiful mind


I’m true to my heart and that’s all I can be

So don’t hold me back. Please set me free

From this –

Misery




Alive



I need to know how it feels

To really be alive

To have that spark that always burns

To be considered real.


And if I already am alive

Why do I not know?

Shouldn’t there be some sign?

Shouldn’t I have some drive?


When none of this is right

But it isn’t really wrong

How can I see the light of day

When all around is night?




Getting away with murder ‘03




Ask me why

And you’ll get no answer


The bombs are dropping, and

The bullets are flying.

A war on terrorism?

Hypocrites.

People are scared, and

Their lives are torn.

This is war.


So this is for you, George Bush.

And you, Tony Blair.

A note to say thanks

For finding a way to justify

Mass homicide.

Yeah, you freed the people…

You killed them.


How can that be right?

It was just payback and revenge.

Fight terrorism with terrorism, but

Pretty it up.

Does all that power make them

Impartial, or heartless?

War was not the solution.


Ask me why

And you’ll get no answer.

I’ll never understand.




Stuck



Stuck in a traffic jam

Watching, waiting

For someone to make a move


The air filling up with fumes

Choking everything around

I can hear voices on the radio

Singing songs that mean nothing

Saying words that don’t matter

Turning my brain to mush


Everyone’s in a rush, but nobody moves

I have somewhere to be

I check my work while I wait

I can only wait – I can’t drive

So I’m stuck


Someone moves, slowly

Maybe I won’t be late after all

But then they stop

And I’m stuck




Drowning




How do I know if I’m too lost

To be saved?

When the darkness comes to claim me

Let me go


I don’t want you to rescue me

I’ve gone too far

The night world is my home now

I know my place

I can’t be saved


You always held me back from that

You wouldn’t let go

But I’m tired of all this fighting

And I know I’m so lost

You can’t save me





The gift




Someone once said that

The hardest thing to do in this world

Is to live in it

But you have to be strong

You have to live


Have you ever had so many problems

That you just need to vent?

But no-one seems to care

They’re wrapped up in their own troubles

But they do care


Have you ever had so many questions

That you just have to ask?

But no-one knows the answers

They’ve got questions of their own

But they are listening


Have you ever been pulled in so many directions

That you just don’t know where to turn?

No-one can make that choice

You have to decide that yourself

But people want to help


Have you ever felt your heart being ripped out and shredded

Because you love someone too much?

And you might die without them

It feels like it’s killing you

But it’s not


Have you ever felt all of these things

And wanted to give up?

But you never did, never will

Because you’re too strong


Someone once said that

The hardest thing to do in this world

Is to live in it

But you have to be strong

You have to live


She died

That was her strength

That was her Gift




My brighter tomorrow




Out of darkness came light

Out of despair came hope

Out of loneliness came you


You were my salvation, my saviour

My brighter tomorrow

You were the ray of sunshine

When it was raining outside

You were the smile I saw

When I was crying inside


You gave me a bright future

When all I had was a bleak past

You showed me my guiding light

When I couldn’t find my way

You gave me everything I needed

When I felt I had nothing


Out of darkness came light

Out of despair came hope

Out of loneliness came you




Growing up




When your heart is breaking


And you can’t take the pain


All you do is look round


To find some-one to blame


Because it’s easier that way


To give it a name


You can let some-one else cut you


But your blood leaves the stain


And you are the mistress


Of life’s little game




Not a kid




Why do you call me a kid?

I’m still just a teenager

But I’ve had to grow up fast


If you only knew

What I’ve had to go through

You’d know I’m not a kid


I missed out on my youth

Because I knew the truth

There was never time to be naïve


I may only be young

But my head is hung

And I’m not a kid


Me in the mirror




I stare deep into the mirror

Do I really know the girl inside?


Her heart is broken

Her eyes are clouded

With the pain of a thousand goodbyes


She never seems to smile

I only see her cry

I just wish I could tell her

Everything will be alright


She tells stories of pain

That come from within

Dogged by her past, so afraid


She looks so sad

Her sparkle has died

The tears in her eyes haven’t dried


Each decision, shadowed by doubt

She gets hurt so easily

I wish there were words I could say

But that girl inside is me




Seeing the



Nothing seems right, everything is wrong.

I think I’ve gone crazy, I’ve been here too long.


Crying for no reason - the tears they don’t stop.

Screaming out loud – the voice won’t quiet.

Thoughts gone wild – heading right for the drop.

Banding together – ready for a riot.


Figures in white, drifting past

Wanting to be normal, at last

Glancing behind, no-one follows

Paranoia, hard to swallow

Don’t understand, always ignored

Inside – empty, a shell, hollow.


Screaming within, it doesn’t make sense

No-one listens – life too intense

Reality a word that few understand

Unable to change it, sit on the fence


Something to do, nothing to do

Unfinished business

Do you see them too?




Unsung hero



Silently

Slipping away from me

And I didn’t notice

So wrapped up

In myself


Unseen

You crept out of life

Did anyone notice?

All consumed

In self-gain


Courageous

You let yourself be broken

And no-one noticed

No-one knew

You were here




Just words




Goodbye used to mean something

Now it’s just a word

Everybody says it everyday

But they don’t really mean it


Goodbye used to mean forever

But that’s empty too

Hollow vows people make

No depth behind the threat


So many words that no-one knows

Saying them for something to say

Nothing means anything anymore

What do they say when they’re true?



Secrets



So many lessons that need to be learnt

So many things still need to be said

So many secrets need to be kept

So many that we need to share.


There are things in this life

That we keep to ourselves

Because we are scared, oh so scared

That it might hurt the ones we love.


We lie to protect them

A contradictory act

So we put on a smile and say ‘it’s ok’

When inside we are crying, dying, lying.


So much has been said

So much left to say

So much we must learn

To save them the pain


We can’t tell them the truth

They wouldn’t understand

So we get caught up in the lies

We create to protect them.




Red



I’m crying crimson tears

Because you hurt me

My wounds are shedding

Droplets of red

The guilty tears of love


My body covered in scarlet silk

Where you killed me

I am moving

I am forever still

Haunted by a future alone


I’m rusty and creaky

Eroded by the pain of love

I never left you when you hurt me

My wounds would weep

Red for the rush

I bleed no more


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