Teens

Hold me!
Though I tell you no!
Unfriendly look and whining voice;
Can not, dare not
give anything from heart.
Slowly beginning to realize
that you're not
the center of universe.
Hug me!
Though I tell you no.
All thorny,
showing off, shoving off,
like someone would care, anyway.
I hate me - hold me!
Joy drowns in a flood of tears,
anger's pecking your head inside,
those pictures remain,
long time ago - now gone.
Hug me,
until I break!