Teenagers.

Tue, 04/29/2014 - 21:53 -- NylaC17
We speak about life.

We speak about Love.

But do we speak of helping each other when times get rough? No, we are met with silence and turned heads. It is something of 'shame' to ask for help.

Pride.

Yeah, I bet you think you're all that, head held high, group of friends you think will be there untill the end. Wrong.

People change every day.

Teenagers.

We are our own enemys.

Teenagers.

We hide behind computer screens and social networks.

Teenagers.

But do we speak up during times of help? No.

Teenagers.

 
 

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