Teenage Girls. Every One Of Them. Poem by Katerina Richmond
Teenage Girls. Every One Of Them.
Your first kiss, the biggest hug, the nicest boy.
Pretty soon, you'll want more,
You will become bored, you'll want a toy.
And if you have a toy, you'll feel hurt and want a prince.
But when you get your prince, he gets old as well.
What will we want next? We can never tell.
i like the structure of this poem written very clever, although in the simple words good poem, keep writing
Yeah can recall the teenagers i saw of fickle infatuations n d phase of lovin til getin bored which continues into adulthood. Super poem, kudos!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/8/2026 4:34:24 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Yourself being a teenager, you've described their emotions so well! 'What will we want next? We can never tell.' - True!