Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 House of Teenagers

The house of teenagers for me

Was house of horrors seven years.

I was subjected constantly

To overwhelming unknown fears.

Hormones inside me raged like hell.

My outside looked from bad to worse.

This house where I was forced to dwell

For seven long years was a curse.

I never ever could feel right.

"Just grow up," I was told by them,

Who seemed to take special delight

In watching me go through mayhem.

To the house of teenagers, I

Just turned twenty and say goodbye.