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:
Decide to try love again
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
Tempt fate. |