Adolescence is such a terrible age.
True feelings are trapped like a bear in a cage.
Forget the trends, yet you try to keep up
with the others at a comparable rate.
We live in a terrible state so I can't blame
you for any agrarian hate.
We could move west and stare at the great ocean,
Vibe to Frank Ocean; now my emotions are in motion.
But wait, you were under another one's potion.
Can't blame you, I surely wasn't the one
that was supposed to tame you.