Teen

In school never took the time
  To sit back and relax
                  Use my mind
          Because a mind
                  Is a terrible thing to waste
  Busy with so much never looked around
          Having too much fun
                  Now I am searching for meaning
  And currently
                  I am going out of my head
          Thinking everyone is watching me
  Watching me make another mistake
          Jumping from stone to stone as I get older        
                          Different sports I played
                  My grades stayed mediocre
  I should have written a book in the first grade
          Now I am digging out of my hole
                  With my own spade
                          Living in the past
          Writing for the future
  Searching for peace through words
                  Optimism through my tragedy
                          Venues arose
  Front running through unity
          A utopia of the mind
                  Everything in high school was
                          Horny
  It was the age of fifteen
          I first got in trouble with the law
                  Probation devoured me
  Took control of all my activities
                  Sports became a simple job
  I couldn’t find the key
          I have become a fire burning wild
  Locked inside a frozen ice cube
                  At sixteen I had sex in a hot tub
          For my very first time
  Lost my virginity
                  Was in student government
  Grew my hair into dreadlocks
          What if the president had dreadlocks
  Natty dreadlocks
          In a pin stripe suit
  The world would be unconventional
          In this
Conventional Generation
          I cut those dreadlocks off a year later
                  At seventeen  
  Left high school
                  I wanted to rule
          Dreamed of conquering hunger
                          Universal healthcare
                  One currency for the entire world
                          One language as well
  Use those smart asses who build rocket ships        
          To build running water for the people in
Africa in
Asia in
Europe in
South America in
North America in
Australia   
          The world had become
  A place of uncomfortable noises
          Full of people with no eyes ears or mouths
  But just a shadow
          Chasing the person in front of them  
          Drastically changing everyday
  Meeting new people along my way        
                  Learning as I go         
                          I was definitely going
                  Going on my way
(An I for a T)
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