This poem was written during my Financial Management lesson and I was in a rather bad mood...
Forgive me if it hurts anyone but there's a freedom in speech...
What is the teenage years?
It's only full of bitching and lies
And people trying to act cool
But end up looking like a fool
Teenagers
Wearing anti-wrinkle cream before they even ages
Cos they're too stressed up
As life's just fucked-up
Teachers and lecturers
Trying to get the students' attention
But they're just fakers
Only interested in getting a promotion
What is on a teen's mind?
Being popular and a teacher's pet
Others, they don't mind
Don't even know where to stop at
For the moment, that's all I can think of... So, if anybody wants to edit it or add anything to it, feel free to do so...
