How to Play (The Teenage Game)A Poem by Gustan Joseph
They want to watch you and everything that you do.
Eyes pressed against your window, stock to the glass like glue. The lack of consideration will push you over the edge. Being clueless only makes it harder for you to sleep in your bed. I really don’t care who’s sucking on who. You just keep pretending like you got nothing better to do than to listen to every little thing that they say, and just keep smile until they finally walk away. Tell me your secrets, I want you to spill your guts. Because everybody knows everything even though they don’t know much. Don’t be a gentleman and say you’ll never kiss and tell, because only angles go to heaven and only liars go to hell. You’ll get no sleep’ cause there’s always a party going on . You’ll be stock in a corner getting drunk to every song. You’ll become so sick and feel like it’s all the same, though you’re just another pawn playing in the teenage game. © 2011 Gustan JosephAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 9, 2011 Last Updated on November 16, 2011 AuthorGustan JosephTampa, FLAboutGustan Joseph. I like writing poetry. It's become a clever way to document the things that I go through in life. But for the most part I'm a no body, but I like to think I'm a nice person. But you kn.. more..Writing
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