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Teenage angst

To be or not to be is the question
But my defense and strength is starting to lessen

They call it teenage angst
I find it a disgrace
With fifty things on my list
I am feeling a little ticked

I grow weary and tired
Of growing out of a child
I miss the days when all was well
Instead of picking courses in which I will have to dwell

Teachers and parents are growing impatient
My dad complains all my reasons are blatant
What should I do?
I haven’t a clue

The world seems slow at times
Feels like its just waiting to fall and break
But I have to hold strong and tall
And remember what’s at stake
You call it teenage angst
And I call it hell

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