Bad Boy

Slouching, slacking

You follow a crowd too fool

No piercings, nor swearing

Will make you what you want to be

Different

It just adds to the stupidity

You don't stand out by smoking

It just makes your clothes stink

And makes those around you

Who don't desire lung cancer

Want to puke

Staying out late

And disrespecting authority

Who are you kidding?

Everyone's lives are screwed up

Yet most deal with it

With maturity

Bad Boy

Thats all you are

A boy

Grow up

Be a good man.