14 Years Old's Mess

By Ariba Fatima

She cares for all,

She wears it all,

The burden, the tension, the talk;

Of course you couldn’t care less,

For the problems of 14 years old’s mess.

But only if you did, only if you knew.

If you could feel it too.

Then, you would know,

How to not care less

When you enter the mess.

It’s like to be cursed for being blessed.

You would know why she’s special

“She’s just the same,

Like the million other stars”, you say.

But at night, on the beach bay

When you see the sky at night,

You would see,

She was the only one who managed to shine.

By Ariba Fatima