Ode to Breaking Free

What "Breaking Fee" is misunderstood for...

I'm running to freedom,

trying to escape boredom

with short-time romance

at some high-school dance.

Alcohol, drugs and cigarettes,

lost principles and Russian roulettes,

enjoying my new identity

and creating new philosophy.

Between cheating on friends,

meaningless one-night stands

I'm making love to loveless makers,

giving love to heartless takers.

Waking up at 4 a.m. on kitchen floors,

breaking through discretion and closing doors.

Just as long as I am here

I'm going to keep up this atmosphere;

not thinking, just doing and having fun,

until all deals break and the end has come.

Author's Note

This poem is about what I found adolescence and growing up is misunderstood for these days by the adolescent and soon-to-be-grownups themselves. Interested to know what you think about it...