Meaning

Dear Friend,
Don't End.
It's that time of your life,
It's no more when you were five,
I know you have things you hide,
There are many times you lied.
You want to try a whole lot of new things,
Drugs, gang and Pregnancy are common with teens,
You just want to do everything.
You stopped telling it all to mom
And dad wouldn't let you try rum,
You feel like you should run,
cos there are times they make you turn.
It's your life, you live it how you like,
When you are told you say we can't all be alike,
You're grown now you do what you like.
This is how teens think,
You feel it stink,
Some of them sink,
But it's a growing process, whatcha think?
©Pleasymatt