Woeful Teen

November 29, 2011
I missed life's last train
I marched on your rule's strains
I'm weak and I'm tired
From this post, I want to be fired

For long, you tested my patience
I missed so many beautiful stations
You moan and complain
Trying to put hold me in your chains

Why am I in a cage?
Why can't I express my rage?
Is this how you show your care?
I can challenge you- I dare

I have to shut my pie hole
and live for my transcendental soul
I go around faking an unoriginal smile
Being myself would take a while

My identity makes me abashed
All these memories have deeply slashed
All my qualities fall with a clatter
If only you cared to know the matter

I have to hold back my misty eye
"I'll go on" I say and sigh
Cuz' life's gonna be a lot better
And I'll be the trend-setter.

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