Teenager I was once upon a time
That time when no one knew what I was
Heck, I knew not what was cutting either!
A world of confusion, all filled with illusion.
Boy, I thought I knew it all, but no,
Body and mind were out of control!
Science taught me it was some stuff
That made me into a human roller coaster
Nobody seemed to understand me ;
Things were changing too much, too fast!
Much of me was stilll a child and yet,
Child play seemed to thrill me no more!
When I looked at mum I wasn't quite there yet,
So, what was I?

Suddenly my priorities made a shift.
My? I'm not sure, it was a band wagon.
The statement was you had to be COOL,
That four -lettered word was no easy school!
What it meant was to learn to be somebody else,
To be everybody apart from yourself.
Get new clothes, hair , shoes,
Guess that was understandable,
Though I wish no one had to stress specifics!
Clothes I could buy, but a true friend, impossible!
I felt like a puzzle piece that had to fit in
Fit in this jigsaw, a sight to behold!
Each day I discovered something new,
About what I could and couldn't do
I was no child, I was no adult, so again,
Who was I?

The tables were turnin', my head was swirling
From doll houses to party joints,
Soda pop to booze till you drop,
From colouring paper, to painting my face,
Mum's sweet child to the devil's advocate
From playing with toys, to calling up boys,
Homework could wait, lifew had more bait!
Lot's of leisure, too much pressure,
What was becoming of me?

Not after long, my folks got me grounded,
A halt was put to my or that crazy life!
The sudden stop hurled me thru the windscreen,
Out of the wagon onto the dark road,
As I lay there I started thinking
The air was clear, no more suffocating.
My feet were still nad my mind was racing.
What was I? Who was I? What was becoming of me?

Now am here not there, My stand is definite
Not in between anymore, am glad I confess.
When I look back the words of the wise
Ring in my head and resound in my ears.
" You're special, unique,
You have a brain, think!
Be your own person and set your trend.
Against the grain you must go, stick to what is right tho!
You might be called wierdo but no one cares coz your not so
Hang out withthe right crew, what you don't want don't do1
You'll be called afool for not being cool