Parents - No Relation
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I hate being told that it’s not alright
When all I want to do is play.
There’s no way they can relate to me
When all I hear is, “Well, in my day…”
To hang out means meet with friends
And peers to talk of important things.
Topics like drugs, or sex, or getting hurt,
Are as important to us as your wedding rings.
I’m not heading into trouble, or joining a gang,
If I tattoo my arm and pierce my nose.
Gangs and their violence are not what I seek,
I’ve better role models than those.
But don’t be so harsh on the rare occasion
When I might want to experiment.
From what you’ve told me it was much worse for you
When you were in that environment.
We live in a day when we hurt all the time
And maybe “Back in the day”, you did, too.
But we want you to handle us a certain way
And try to see our point of view.
Please don’t judge us on our music, clothes, or quirky twists
Those are not the anthem we seek.
At times we don’t know what it is ourselves,
But we just want you to listen, when we want to speak.
Copyright © Anthony Amero | Year Posted 2010
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