"Struggles of The Teenage Heart"

Why does my heart weigh heavily within the caverns of my chest?

Why does it flip gaily at the thought of love’s sweet quest?

When I want it to be one of steel and stone it betrays me once again.

I tell it not to think of love, it yields to me; but then

I see a fellow passing by, his features so light and fair.

I yank at my heart by its tight leash but cannot help but stare.

What happened to the days of gold where childhood reined supreme?

No worries or cares of adult life; all innocent ideas and dreams.

Now I am sixteen summers old, my childhood days behind me.

I am a young woman now, this I can tell from attraction’s

 Attempts so blinding. I will not succumb to this heartache of mine.

In this time of strife, I do not need a man so fine to complete my wonderful life.

Yep. Expressing my thoughts through poetry is a lot easier than taking it out on a punching-bag. You feel a lot more relieved without having to break a sweat. (;