My Teenage Mind
I remember when I stared like a fool
When I rejected food
When I even thought it was good
It was in my hood
I uplifted my mood
I left my books
To face a boo
I even got angry at the moon
Cos it shortened the moment at noon
I never knew it was doom
A doom sitting majestically in a room
When I was told, i fume
i fume in anger i boom
I boom like a thunder that ruin
I even turned a goon
A goon that sneaked to look
To look at the handsome June
It was already late when i knew
I find the crannies even the nook
I was already in the hook
The hook choked me i puke
Who should i sue?
or is it a crime to queue?
To queue for YOU?
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