Poems writen by me
Jennypoo

What I want
What I want, I can not tell you.
For how could I know I"m only a child.
I have parents to tell me
teachers and cops
I don't have to deside, thats already been done.
The only choices I have is to listen or not.

Yes they have been teens all those years long ago,
they say they know what is best in our lifes
but do they really? Can they understand me
can they really remember, the years long ago
Where they shot in thier schools?
Did their best friends get preagant?
Was the interent around then?
Did they even have computers?

They say that they know, they believe that they do.
But in the end we all know what is true.
The children are the future, we know what to do.
They can not tell us, or make up our rules.
So what do I want? I will tell you just that.
I want my life, at least give me that!