Trouble Youth

Trouble youth, Lost and Confused Danger lurking in every room Fear and Sorrow feels like your only home Pain and Hurt Makes you feel all alone Drugs and Alcohol, Knives and Guns Makes you feel like there’s no need for you to run Sex and Lust, Mischief and Sin Strife and Fights Makes you feel like you have won WRONG!! You are wrong That’s not being strong It only proves that you are satan's DRONE You want to belong then try to get along With those who are not the enemies CLOWN Be bold and strong Tell the enemy You are not his clown You will not belong to a class where you are made a first class ***.