17.. ha feeling like a know everything
when really i know nothing
iv lived less then 17% of my life
feeling like i am the sharpest knife
all we do is party party
drink drink
we r caught up in the moment
throwen life in the sink
not once did we stop to realise
and think
wasten every good opportunity
taken life for granted
adapting to our community
grown the seed it planted
yeah iv had my head in the bowl
wrenching my guts out
ive had the joint in my mouth
which my lungs felt
ive achieved the word 'cool'
thats what we have labeled it
getn off my face
everytime thinkn ive nailed it
we've all herd about us kids dieing
in the paper and on the news
to only ever achieve one result
to leave our familys crying
we've all got the same ears
the ones with selective hearing
the ones with ear fones blearing
not every message will pass through
my view of fun is changing
time to repair all my broken gears
time to pull the earfones from my ears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well ur already one step ahead if u can c it that way - great writing - keep at it - SG