There's been times in life when destruction's fed on my breath br And darkness seemed to be my only friend br When I thought I hit rock bottom br And I was finally closing up with the end br br When I think back now br I realize it was all despair br A scream for care br The need of fresh air br The need for lilies and for notes br For once a romantic happy end br But it's because I've figured it out br That in poems this message I send br br It is truly when you realize br -Your life belongs to you br That you can spend it as you like br Watching movies, skyes or dew br And it is truly a matter of ignorrance br Only caring about yourself br A part of the american arrogance br -Putting 'Helping others' on the shelf br br It is the ones who care br That will take the hardest blow br We who struggle with every minuite br Who do not let time flow br br I know not about others br But you will understand what it is I mean br And when the time comes br At least our conscious will be clean br br My mission in life is simple, black on white br I have my point of view, me you cannot fright br I will never my opinions hide br I will stay proud, but never satisfiedbr br Old Teenage Poemsbr br