Being a Teen

I've seemed to have misplaced
The thing
That really keeps me sane.

I'm looking,
Almost everywhere,
Where did I place
My brain?

I need it,
Now,
More than ever,
To tell me where to be.
To scream,
Or cry,
Or laugh,
I'm deep
In misery.

I start to smile,
But tears come out.
I yearn to laugh,
Then turn to pout.
I'm angry,
Jealous,
Carefree,
Serene.
Then there are the times
When I'm downright
Mean.

I'm looking for my mind,
To help me understand.
Oh brain,
Where are you?
I need a helping hand.

Then it suddenly occurred to me,
I still have my brain!
Then, why,
Do I feel that I'm going insane?

I'm lost,
Within myself,
And whenever I am seen,
Step away,
Let me be,
Because I am a TEEN!