
VOX Teen Poetry: Pretty When You Cry
Beauty, I’ve learned, must never be rushed Nine months are required, at least Beauty can’t be bought, no matter what is said or seen For
Beauty, I’ve learned, must never be rushed Nine months are required, at least Beauty can’t be bought, no matter what is said or seen For
My beauty, my cup of tea, my sweet raw honey, hearing your sweet angelic voice always brings tears to my eyes. You’re truly an angel
Growing up, that one thing that we look forward to is “teenagehood,” especially hitting the milestone age of 16. Imagining getting my first kiss from
by Daya Brown, Westlake High School Have you ever imagined the mind of young women? Let’s start off with the fact: it’s a lot that
“I am pretty.” I would say to my mom, knowing she was going to agree. “You are,” she always replies. “You’re the prettiest girl I
As teens, it’s important that we form a concrete image of ourselves and stick to it. If you’re not strong in what you believe in,
Dear Self, When you stand in front of a mirror, your hands slide over your skin. Your fingernails never dig into your flesh, but make