Ode To Rebellion Poem by kai kaiser

As a child I belived that my teenage years would be filled with rebellion and mischeif. I imagined my weekends being spent exploring abandoned buildings or sneaking around with friends. I fantisized about being 16 and challenging the rules. I daydreamed about graffitti and protesting oppression.
I never thought my teen years would turn out like this. The dreams of rebellion would remain just dreams. As my health declines, abandoned buildings remain unexplored. My teen years would become abandoned.