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Teenage Days
OH NO! I’m late for school I’m in trouble now. I’ve broken the rules. I sit in my class try to stay awake. Eyes are heavy, I begin to flake. The new girl in class she’s staring at me. I look back at her my heart my heart skips a beat. I feel the blood drain from my face. It’s starting to flow to another place. Mother of god! It’s happening again. Control of my body i can’t maintain. I can’t stand up i cannot move. The pressure is mounting, please make it drop. Think of foot ball or snooker it just needs to stop. I hate my teenage life, being a teenage boy. Everything is just designed to annoy. The adults that moan are the Bain of my life. “If you don’t change you won’t find a wife”. I want my freedom I want to drink, I want to smoke. Just chill out with my mates be a regular bloke. Xbox, Sony or Nintendo Wii. They’re what I want, they’ll do for me. I want the pictures. I want to watch tv. My Parents embarrass, They think I’m their slave But just peace on my own That’s what I crave. I lay in my bed I dream of the girl A hypnotic effect she makes my head whirl I think I love her, but that is my secret I can’t tell a soul, this does remain sacred. I think of her, and I go all aquiver I go weak at the knees and I start to shiver. I’ll ask her tomorrow I’ll make the leap But for now I’ve had a hard day. I’m going to sleep.
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