Choose Your Own Misguided Youth
You spend some makeup and black clothes time In the gothic dark with bedpost pew Writing lurgid and clumsy rhymes Claiming no one understands you
Bored and/or restless you:
Try and see if your friends have gotten any better
Figure it’s your parents that are repressing you and rebel against them
Wallow in your own misery some more.
Decide that its time to grow up and deal with the fact that life sucks sometimes
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