List of Things I Love and Hate about being a Teenager

Or is it list of things I loved and hated about being a teenager? Well anyway, here it goes :

LOVED

1. Need not think of the future.
2. The only worries were to get to school in time.
3. Parents were the escape route when caught in trouble.
4. Practically everything was prepared. From everyday meals to transport for extra classes and pre-planned  holidays during school breaks.
5. Monthly allowances.
6. Friends were available 24-7.
7. Lousy teacher to be made fun of.
8. Mistakes were forgivable.
9. Least thinking needed.
10. Knew lesser of the happenings around the world.

HATED

1. CURFEWS!!!!
2. Calls from home every 5 minutes checking on my whereabouts.
3. Politics in school on who is the most popular kid.
4. The need to keep my shoelace tied all the time and uniforms ironed.
5. Parents bugging to study hard and get the grades higher.
6. The time limit of going online as there was no wifi then.
7. Emergency calls made using the phone booth. ( I didn't have a handphone then )
8. Lack of freedom.
9. Ideas not taken seriously by older people especially parents. "Words of a young person is immature talk" according to them.
10. Indian parents think that they are Gods. Whatever they said was right, even if it was wrong. Whatever we, teenagers, said was never right, even if it really was.

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45

Send away for a priceless gift

One not subtle, one not on the list

Send away for a perfect world

One not simply, so absurd

In these times of doing what you're told

Keep these feelings, no one knows

Whatever happened to the young man's heart

Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,

I'm swimming through the ashes of another life

There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed

Staring down the barrel of a 45

Send a message to the unborn child

Keep your eyes open for a while

In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else

There's a piece of a puzzle known as life

Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight

 Whatever happened to the young man's heart

Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,

I'm swimming through the ashes of another life

There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed

Staring down the barrel of a 45

Everyone's pointing their fingers

Always condemning me

And nobody knows what I believe

I believe

 

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,

I'm swimming through the ashes of another life

There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed

Staring down the barrel of a 45

by Shinedown