There’s something very wrong
in this world.
I can’t quite put my
mind to it.
Oh, yeah,
the Teenage Revolution.
We’re supposed to be growing
up, right?
But we’re kind of in the middle
of an awkward stage.
Treat us like kids, expect us to
act like adults.
Treat us like adults, expect us to
mess up, like kids.
Maturity is so confusing, and so
wisdom-oriented.
The mind’s advancement allegedly consists
of utilizing extensive diction.
Emotions must be put aside. Let
suppression ring!
Evolving into adulthood means civilization.
Elbows off the table!
You’ve gone past the limit, stick to
one thing!
But it doesn’t have to
be that way.
As teenagers, we can follow some of the rules,
but not all.
We can show our common courtesies,
and then ignore them.
Swallow our tears, conceal anxieties,
and burst out laughing.
Write English papers with an icy tone,
or in complete slang.
Respond to drama with logic,
or a river of tears.
But when you start feeling so highly sophisticated,
try the swing set again.
Play with Barbies, drink apple juice,
eat chicken nuggets.
After all, what’s the point
of growing up
When you can’t be a little
childish sometimes?
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