I want to be different. (poem) by Peter J. Oszmann on AuthorsDen

I want to be different.
by Peter J. Oszmann → (All Poetry by Peter J. Oszmann)
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I am a teenager, morose, angry as hell; I do not even know why, but I like to yell. It does give me great pleasure adults to offend, I yell, scream, strum a guitar, or simply pretend. I let my hair grow long - lice also have to live � Ask me how I am and stiff finger sign I give, I let my arse hang out from inside of my jean, I just cannot help it; it must be in my gene. I wear a baseball cap; of course it�s back to front. There is no limit to whom I like to affront. The lace of my trainers fly all over the place, My entire appearance is absolute disgrace. I smoke, I drink, I swear, I like cannabis too, My tongue and nose are pierced; I have a large tattoo, I like to misbehave in public, true to form, I want to be different; I hate to conform. I like to show off with my manners aberrant, Like all my buddies, I want to be different. I am bloody rebellious above all else� I want to be different!� like everyone else� � P. J. Oszmann (2003) � Illustration created in Publisher & Photoshop. It�s OK� I am just going through my seventh puberty!�. so I do understand the angst� Only when I went through my first puberty - the word teenager did not exist then � we still had to show some respect to our elders, to society in general and even to ourselves. And NO! life wasn�t any easier or simpler in those days either� It has never been easy to be a youngster� And yes! I do care! Three of my four grandsons are teenagers� I love them all and I�d love them to be different in a truly DIFFERENT way!

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 11, 2004

The last line says it all.

Reviewed by Letitia Blount (Reader)

It's cool to be different. Believe it or not adults wild out too. Great work!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

let it all hang out, peter! don't hold back! gotta' let it out once in a while or you'll bust! great humourous write; well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D

one way to relieve all that teenaged angst: go to a fair and get yourself on some of those hair raising rides! LOL it'll work every time (if the rides don't kill ya first! LOL)

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

(((peter)))

wouldn't it be awfully boring if we were all the same? go ahead, be different--i'll love you anyway :)

wonderful angst poem--enjoyed--smiles on my face from the humor in this one--thank you, dear (((friend)))

(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)

Reviewed by Linda Roman

the identity crisis... great wrtie...

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

I loved this, you captured that rebellious spirit so well!!

Reindeer

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Be whoever you want to be...I did alot of that above, still do, in someways, but we all get past it eventually and become who we wish to be..."I may be an adult, but I will never grow up!" Keep the flags of rebellion flying...Peace, Ed & rufuz

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

You have portrayed a teenage appearance so well. Of course, there are also some who are well-dressed. This one is a gem.

Sandie May Angel :o)