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Aug 2017
What makes a teenager today any different?
A guitar and some cigarettes; it's all the same,
I grew up thinking we could all be magnificent;
I struggle to find someone that we can all blame,

We look towards our idols for some inspiration,
Just to see the same inadequacy we see in the mirror,
Line after line drawn; words with drugs, no imagination,
All of their issues and so much for them to consider,

I'd like to think of a day we get past our disgusting obsession,
Of picking celebrities no better than the next ******,
And voting in a man who was protested at his inauguration;
Sleepwalker
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Sleepwalker  20/M/UK
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