I am
Young
Alive
Unique
I make
Laughter
Nicer
Greater
They are
Older
Smarter
Meaner
They make
Harmful
Crush dreams
Suck life
It exists
Internet
In person
Forever
I become
Wiser
Harsher
Colder
I make
A tall tower
Make it crumble
Feels like power
I do
Hurt
To innocent
No stop in sight
It IS
A cycle
Of pain
Of power
It can
Be stopped
But the road
Is hard
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