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Elegy for Teen Angst
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Stuff that could be worse. I'm tired of hearing you say,
'You can't judge me!'
Because I can, and I do.
And whether you like it or not
is quite inconsequential
Because much to your dismay,
You judge too.
I'm tired of watching you rebel,
Like I did and like they did before me.
It's been done, and is done.
And worse, your half-assed version
Shames those who put forth effort
They didn't want reactions,
Just an outlet.
Teen angst, consider this your elegy.
Like countless other things today,
You are played out.
You could give up and die like the noble ones,
But knowing you like I do,
You will be around as long as there are teens
Gullible enough to embrace you.
I really like this poem, you're good with your words.
what? nobody understands me! I'm going to umm..run away with my dirty boyfriend and listen to hate rock that my parents don't approve of. maybe I'll get a swastika tattoo