worse than teenage poetry
2004-03-24 03:24:46 (UTC)

Suburban Army

What can I do?
What can I say?
Think that I'm different
But we're all the same
Marching to the beat of my own drummer
Turns out it's your beat too
With conformity as our creed
We vow to change
Yet we march on through life
An army of suburban teens
Trying to be different
And ending up exactly the same

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