Kids
These days I worry
About our generation
Kids are into drugs
Talking back to parents
Not going to school
I am afraid of our future
I worry about the kids that don’t listen
They are ruining their future
Making their parents feel bad
Please stop behaving like idiots
Don’t ruin your life
Parents work so hard to make our dreams come true
Go to college, make something out of yourself
Make your parents proud
Don’t ruin your life
You will regret it someday
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