The cave of a teen is known by others as their room,
This is a place that you enter at your own risk
You may be shouted at
Or greeted with violent music

But this is the home of a teen
Heed the sign that reads "do not disturb"
It was hung for a reason
And a very good one at that

Children look to the teen in aw
But with a twinge of fear at the same time
The old bicker amongst themselves
The teen is too energetic and vibrant for them,

'Tis a pity that the teen should grow old
And become one of those they hate so much,
But the screaming teen will forever be inside you
Let it breath and live your life exactly how you want.