Well I was bored, and I decided to write something about my resentment for your stereotypical, ungreatful American teen. I don't think its very good, but it was fun writing it.

High School Days

The age of 14 rolls around
And you bust through a new set of double doors
Hormone drenched adolescents roam
Who obsess over clothes, shoes, and clogged pores
Concealed from reality of the outside world
You’re an alien to a place unvisited before
The days of cooties and tag are exchanged
For a life where identity remains unsure

Impressing teachers is detrimental
To your social position
Be a jock, a prep, or a drunken fool
But God forbid you show educational ambition
Rebellion seems to be the key
To gain the coveted recognition
You must follow the path that’s been beat for you
After all, that is the tradition

You’re in high school now
And on top of the world
Give your praise to beer and weed
Now you think you’re independent
Yet you’re still a mouth for mom and dad to feed
Don’t try too hard to think for yourself
Its not cool for you to succeed

Make an appearance at Fridays game
Everyone is gonna be there
Get the biggest limo for senior prom
And spend a million bucks on your dress and your hair
Could’ve looked better that night
If your parents were millionaires
Be sure not to thank or embrace them either
Its their duty to support your affairs

You’re in high school now
And on top of the world
Give your praise to beer and weed
Now you think you’re independent
Yet you’re still a mouth for mom and dad to feed
Don’t try too hard to think for yourself
Its not cool for you to succeed
And be sure not to be seen
With your parents publicly
What would they think...