These days
In this era
Kids are a little abnormal
They are swallowed by peer pressure
Spitting images of stereotypes
The fire burning in the chest of society
Kids these days are hall pop punk
Or at least trying
Stretched ears
Face piercings
Tattoos that show their beings
It has become a crime to express ourselves
Our capacity to work
And our capacity to learn
Has nothing to do with the way we that we appear
Our appearance should not make you cringe
The holes in our ears should not kill our interviews
Our chances to succeed and become something
But people with closed minds and no sense of direction
Will tear apart your soul
To tell you that you will never be anything