We've got the same
Teenage mind.
The same wants
Or needs.
Sometimes the
Same problems.
We deal with them
In different ways though.
We want
Or need
Things but for
Different reasons.
Some good,
Some bad.
We're all just confused
Because it's insane
Inside the teenage mind.
We follow the path that
The teens before us
Had created.
We smoke,
Drink,
And get all kinds of
Fucked up
'Cause we're just
Figuring our shit out
While still following
The path that
Was set for us.
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Hopeless State Of Mind
PoetrySad peoms and stories from built up emotions & memories over the past 3 years.
