Pathetic Teenage Crisis (PTC)
You're an aimless little lunatic,
with the look smoothed over just right;
you cycle through so many new faces
but you can't hide the holes in your eyes.

So you're dressing like you feel?
I think you must be feeling weak,
it can't hold up because you don't quite believe in it
and you'll just get spurned by those who are just like you.

Hungering for the touch of anyone
just so you can feel whole,
you've gained nothing, and in a world like this,
you can never have enough time alone.

Digging in all the wrong places
looking for that elusive "yourself",
you don't even know what you really like
and it's keeping you from finding out.


(c) Scott Gordon
by Scott Gordon (YP)
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