Young "adults"
i am trying to have fun
Without hurting anyone
Being who I want to be
So many things there are to see
It's all about growing up
And i am enjoying it
I don't want to stop
I'm trying to be cool
But I'm acting like a fool
I socialize by telling lies
A lot of lows not many highs
But I've found out that i am proud
About the way that i turned out
i hope that I am not the only one
Who's experiencing his own kind of fun
The problem about fitting in
Are the people smoking joints on swings
Being role models while zipping on their drinks
Forcing people to feel alone
While some of them are on the throne
Kids falling into pools
Acting like little fools
Feeling very clever and old
While dreaming about diamonds and gold
I feel the pain in those who suffer
Because other kids are a little
tougher
We need to come together
Stay away
Ignore what other people say
And build a new club forever
The club of the clever ones
Being themselves not only for once
The ones that don't change
The ones who might seem very strange
The cool kids throwing up
Something feels wrong
This has to stop
Between cigarettes and many drinks
Between a pool of vomit which stinks
I hope that we wont be forgotten
The ones society did not rotten
Being ourselves, free in mind
The ones society did not blind
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world
