We’re the kids your parents warned you about, We've lived more than most adults. We scoured sensation, Soared high across the planes of elation. Society’s scared of us, Can you blame them? People cross the street just to get away from us, Strange, we're ubiquitous. Jealous? Come join us; I implore you to explore you. Find it within yourself to go out and find yourself (among us), should you so choose: Realize you're alive, Make something of your time.
Take the plunge, Throw yourself into the thick of it; Into the breach. See things no one could ever believe in the deepest dreams of REM sleep.
What else is youth for but to trade for a sense meaning.