You work us to the core
We give our best
But you still want more
We get angry when you say that's funny
You guys are horrible seniors
We put up with the pain
We put up with the noises
The consequences of your mistakes
The screams from our "quiet" voices
We put up with the pressure
We put up with the struggle
The persona you had us make
The amount of things we juggle
We are young
We are teens
You give us an example
That we can never reach
And then you wonder,
Wonder why we're angry
We put up with the pain
We put up with the noises
The consequences of your mistakes
The screams from our "quiet" voices
We put up with the pressure
We put up with the struggle
The persona you had us make
The amount of things we juggle
You give us too much
We can't keep up
You're a harsh judge
We get angry and say "do you love me?"
A push is different that a nudge
We are young
We are teens
You give us an example
That we can never reach
And then you wonder,
Wonder why we're angry
We are young
We are teens
You give us an example
That we can never reach
And then you wonder,
Wonder why we're angry
Well it's all your fault
It's all your fault
Because now we're angry teens
YOU ARE READING
Smiles are like brushstrokes on paper
PoetrySome people express with words. Some express by writing music. And others will write stories, or in this case, poetry. A little book made for all the poetry I write. Sometimes sad, sometimes sweet and happy, but it's all poetry. Disclaimer: All phot...
