Note From The I wrote these poems during my teenage years. It was a time when each day was a tornado of first crushes, earth-shattering heartbreaks, and paralyzing self doubt. It was a time when I saw true evil in the world and was willing to give my life to do what was right. I often stormed head first into battles with no plan and no weapons to protect myself. It was also a time of undying hope, determination, and aspirations of what amazing secrets I knew the future had waiting for me. Read each one of the following poems through the eyes of a teenager. Cry with me. Love with me. Fight with me. And write as I did. Use the prompts to send your words . . . your emotions . . . your heart into the world and make them soar.