Golden smiles and crapped up hair
Skirts that flash the underwear
Phones that blare R'n'B
Think they're all off MTV
Converse and the skinny jeans
Angsty poems from drama queens
Whiny mopey pointless songs
When nothing really has gone wrong
"You fucking emo"
"Fucking ho"
Oh my god! Just let it go!
Cos we're all the same yeah
We play the game to
Name and shame
But please just forget your "group"
Cos labelling is for soup
Author notes
not done yet
any help?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I really like this. I wish everyone would read and learn from it. I think I might change the last line to something like labelling is meant for soup to make it flow better but good as is
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what kind of soup?
a good piece that throws the frustration into poetry's domain, aye we are all in the game together.

