These people-
******* teens-
Can get the ****
Away from me.
Gossip and hormones,
STD's,
These kids
Will be the death of me.
They laugh at the weak
And worship the rich.
They don't have a job,
But they get what they wish.
Designer purses, and wallets and shoes.
Buckle jeans, skinny and lean,
'Cause they can afford healthy foods.
"My car has a scratch, daddy.
Buy a new one."
While I'm 17 years old,
Working a part time job,
Walking to school.
With pants 3 sizes to big,
Because I can't afford food,
So I don't eat at all.
I have bills to help pay,
Because my parents are broke.
And the only fun I get,
Is when I can smoke,
And when I get pills,
And when I can work.
I hate this ****,
It's so annoying,
Explaining why my mommy,
Can't afford me a ride..
Can't afford me a home,
Or a haircut,
Or glasses.
I walk home from school blind,
But I can't see their *****,
Driving by.
With all the expensive luxuries..