Teenagers are the worst. As a teenager I can confirm this.
We are the worst.
Quick to judge and slow actually get to know.
I was the new kid this year, filled with blind hope and joy. It’s weird coming into a new school as a junior.
Everyone is already old friends and you just come in disturbing the peace. I knew going to such a small school certain instances would present themselves, and I was okay with that. I was so happy to be going to this brand new school all the other things didn’t really matter.
When I arrived I was cautious but excited,and I thought everyone was so nice. Then the first day of school came, followed by the first month and then now.
Things are weird, things have always been weird for me. Just like everyone else in the world, I want to be liked. It’s not a crazy thing to want, everyone yearns for it.
I don’t want attention, good or bad, I just want people to care.
Impulses take over my life, I say things I don’t mean and I regret them immediately. This only leads me to further isolation. I can’t help but feel like I don’t belong.
My old group of friends really understood my witty humor that would get dark at times. Suddenly I tell a joke and I’m the worst person in the world.
I will adapt though, I have confidence in that, I’ve always been good at that. This place is my home for the time being and I just have to get use to that. It was my decision to come here and honestly, I really like it.
But being the new kid just really blows.