Forever Young
I have a killer headache, and have had one for the better part of the day. I am restless and anxious, hot, hyper, and generally uncomfortable. My grades are out of control, my social life is out of control, I'm out of control. I was an asshole to 217 today. Thats not cool. No, not cool at all.
I have a bunch of homework, my parents have been pissed at me, and my cars a little whacked out. I have no idea of who I am and no idea of where I'm going.
Yet these are the predicaments that are expected of me. This is my portion, and my place. The word "teenager" connotates a mercurial being, someone hovering between love, death, pain, joy, and heartache.
We are delightfully innocent and disgustingly not so. We are optimistic and full of energy, and we are pessimistikc and lethargic. We. Just. Are.
Amazing. I think the throb inside of my head is feeding me nonsense.
What does it really mean to be a teenager? How much of the guilt lies with the teenager, and how much lies with the title?
I have a bunch of homework, my parents have been pissed at me, and my cars a little whacked out. I have no idea of who I am and no idea of where I'm going.
Yet these are the predicaments that are expected of me. This is my portion, and my place. The word "teenager" connotates a mercurial being, someone hovering between love, death, pain, joy, and heartache.
We are delightfully innocent and disgustingly not so. We are optimistic and full of energy, and we are pessimistikc and lethargic. We. Just. Are.
Amazing. I think the throb inside of my head is feeding me nonsense.
What does it really mean to be a teenager? How much of the guilt lies with the teenager, and how much lies with the title?