Padded Cell

He can drive me crazy Sometimes he is so lazy He is disrespectful and rude Never get enough food He is thirteen A high strung eating machine However He is also my baby boy At night he still sleeps with his stuffed toy So yes sometimes I am lost and scared Cause with a teenager my life is shared But I will do what all moms do Put up with the teenager who should by all rights live at the zoo If you have one you know what I am saying is true If not than lucky for you And those moms with little one beware The teenage years have to be handled with care You will go crazy with worry and stress be put to the test And you will have days that are the best Just remember that they are still your little angels Just now they have horns to hold up their halos But do not let me scare you please do not despair They do make great coloring for the gray in your hair But don't think when nineteen hits you are though I am thirty four my mom says I give her gray too