Blew my money

On some worn out jeans

Got my head lost

In my crazy dreams

Failed my test

But who really cares

Got my headphones

On to drown out stares

Parents fighting

Like it's World War Three

I guess it's time

To hide and just be me

Messages left on read every day

Feels like I'm

In a hopeless teenage play

We're caught in growing pains

Running wild through summer rains

Living life with no clear plans

Holding hearts in our own hands

Missed the bus

But who needs to go

Caught a ride with friends

To the next show

Sneaking out past midnight's glow

Living fast but feeling so slow

Heartbreaks like ripped-up jeans

We think we know

What it all means

But every tear and scream

Is just another

One of those teen extremes

Saw him laughing

At another girl's jokes

Pretended not

To care but my heart broke

Social media's a twisted maze

Lost myself in the endless craze