The Teen Life
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Last published Thu, Nov 24, 2016
Hey now we are teens,
And we've got some dreams
But been really messed up
by the grinded things.
Friends,fight,drama is
now a kind,
saying day and night,
'cheers to teenage life',
And we're getting the internet diarrhea,
and over connected cliques.
Now we don't wanna hear more nerdsplain,
coz' the whole word is being obssesed.
Hey now we're teens
and we've got some dreams,
And only thing that even matters ,
is climbing up that socio ladder.
And We're still getting the right looks,
and we still care bout' our hair,
Yeah..this the teenage.
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