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A poem about those teenagers who try really hard to be "deep" and "unique" |
| I think I'll try my hand at poetry. I'll write my most intimate personal thoughts and hope someone cares enough to sympathize or read them. I'll play the angst driven hormonal teenager. The one trying too hard to sound deep and thoughtful. Maybe you can play the caring friend? The one by my side, telling me my work is unique and beautiful. Just like me? You're the friend, that's what your supposed to say. So read up on those lines and assume the role of friend. The loyal one that's by my side. The one that's used in every play. Don't you see the irony in this never ending awful terrifying cliche? . |