I'm a teenager,
got my life to wager.
I make mistakes,
a battle against fakes.
I love and dream,
and things aren't what they seem.
I break the rules,
make my friends fools.
I feel sorry for things,
wish I had wings.
I start to heal,
and begin to feel.
When it's all said and done,
once I've had my fun,
I repeat.
I repeat.
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