Teenage Boys Make Me Sad

I hate this title
It is not the vibe

Sitting here…
Listening to my boys play
Minus the teenage one
He’s off meandering
In his own head space
Ear buds or headphones full on
Hides in his room

Does everything I ask
But I wish he’d do anything else
Other than being so exact

Call me from his hidey room
Ask me life questions
Need me more and more as he gets older
Follow me (you know?)
Like he used to when he was two
like my teenage daughter does

He does his own thing
I guess that’s alright…
So I’m good.