I turn on Internet radio 
I hear a sappy love song 
I sit down
And Take a sip of pop
It's times to write another teenage angst poem

one about trying to belong 
Or trying be strong in the face of bullying 
Maybe, if I'm feeling especially good mode,
it will be about suicide
Or my friend who is constantly bullied because he has gay pride 
Or that boyfriend  that dump me the other night 
Or how the whole world should lay down weapons and stop the fight 


I know it easier to write about being sad
But when does the whole  "express your anger" premise turn bad?
Can't something be art 
If a not talking 
being teased 
My sexuality 
Or the struggles of my art 
Or how my parent are never pleased 


I know world has problems; it true 
But beside simply looking out window or turning CNN for a quick view
I can log on to teen ink for sec
Press the poetry section
And if I check 
I see all the worlds issue in a view 
If only all my personal problems came in rhyming  verse too!

I must admit 
I a have fallen to this black hole of my art
A have poem title :
out of my head 
In my teen ink profile one of my  favorites is a poem titled cheerily "I want to be dead"

I know the world does us all wrong 
I know love is often unrequited 
And hatred is often strong 

But sometime life is a song
And it treats you gently and like it did when you were young 
Sometime flowers bloom
And the worlds is bright 
And a young idea is in planted in your mind
And all you have is good  friends and a fun time


I going make first step 
To right  this wrong
And promise never to write, at least not tonight
 another teenage angst poem


Ps. Please check  my profile tomorrow. Hopeful by then, my new work, I hate the world , will get posted! :) here's a sample 

I hate world
It's true you see
Maybe, 
I wouldn't hate the world
If it didn't hate me