Walking down the hall
Feeling rather small
Everyone else seems tall
Pushing me against the wall.
Slinging insults, shouting abuse,
Everything in this world seems so obtuse
Throwing punches, taking drugs
When all I need is some hugs.
Feeling dark, feeling down
Almost felt like I was going to drown
Then the light came
Made me feel fame
Made me feel whole again.
Before I wanted to be six feet underground
The change made me want to fall to the ground
But I never frowned
I had triumphed.
In school trying to be cool.
I don’t bully because I’m not a tool
And that’s what makes me a non-fool.
So I want to ask you
Do you want to be cool
Or be a fool?
Walking around slagging you slán
All we hear is BANG BANG
The teenage boys drinking a can
Thinking they’re the man
Since they dropped out of sports and school
They’ve been to court
For being a fool.
The girls are not really pretty
That’s how you know you’re in stab city
This is not it
Teenagers with a gun
What can we do
Something has to be done.
Who are you trying to fool ?
Trying to be cool
Putting other people down
You f**king clown.
So desperate to fit in
You hit the quiet lad’s chin
And here you are trying to make friends with me
I’m not loving it
Because you’re full of shit.
Teenage years are an absolute pig. Do this don’t do this walk like this talk like this say this don’t say this. The promote being unique yet they want you to be a robot at the same time. Wear the same uniform as everyone else, learn the same boring notes as everyone else. How are we meant to be unique when we are given rules to live by? Wear these shoes, these pants, this tee-shirt and this hoodie and you’ll be cool. But remember always be unique. But when you stand out or break the mould you are ridiculed and made fun of.
Popularity is all that matters. If you’re not known then you’re more than likely not worth knowing by some peoples standards. Nobody wants to hear about it it unless you’re rich and famous or some sort of prodigy. To most people you’re seen as worthless unless you’re cool and liked. Popularity is all that matters if you’re in the wrong group or the wrong “clique” you’re a loser of a “misfortune”. If you don’t like what the mainstream likes it’s seen as weird or unnatural.
Home life is tough at this age all sorts of hormones are coursing through you’re body. This makes life at home very tough at our age. Parents want the best for their kids, they want them to succeed and be great and if not they must be deadbeat assholes. But honestly all I see it as is Liam v The World. “You’re grades aren’t good enough” or “You’re not pulling your weight around the house”. In my experience this leads to venom being spit and verbal diarrhoea of curses and vulgar gestures being thrown and relationships being pushed to the limit. But at the end of the day they are just words and movements. What ever happened to forgive and forget?
Kids these days are popping pills, getting high and drinking ridiculous amount of alcohol. This results in friends becoming enemies and hospital visits to bring your insides back out. These are some of the leading causes of domestic violence, social and personal problems, and dysfunctional personalities. Young people addicted to drugs is the norm. It’s a recipe for disaster if something isn’t done about it. It is becoming and epidemic in the cities and towns county wide. What will it take to bring back the times when they were seen as taboo and frowned upon. Instead of “Oh yeah sure John took 3 ecstasy pills, a line of cocaine, smoked a joint and then went out and had a few drinks. Sure John’s a legend.” As I said it’s becoming a normal occurrence to hear this.
I live in a world that is nothing more than a box were your only way out is what you right on a book or a blue bird.
What happens when you’re not like that
You duck and dive and hide your hat
From the storms before hate where friendship can be used as a beat
What if you’re not like the rest?
They don’t let you rest they keep you awake with the memory of fate
All because you watch, you read, you play, you look not like the others
Thats there problem and our salvation, we’re not like them, we’re like us
We watch, we read, we play, we look like ourselves, and we make our own way out of the box because their hate made us rocks.
Corey O’ Riordan
I am expected to get in and around 600 in the Leaving
I am expected to play three years of senior cup
I am expected to play for Munster when I grow up
I am expected to be great at weight lifting
And now I’m afraid of what will happen if none of this happens.
I am afraid of peoples’ judgements and opinions of me
I am afraid that I’m not cool and leave people clappin’
I am afraid that I can’t and won’t be the person that I want to be.
Scum walk around with canes for protection
Or just for the harmless kids who needs correction
Smashed window, robbed car, looking over your shoulder, when walking no matter how far
Drink and drugs are two of the many bugs that will leave you sleeping on dirty old rugs
Many kids have experienced things they shouldn’t have
And at the end of the day it is really all that bad
When your 15, you’re still keen on saying when your 40 what you should have been
But society is limiting the variety of jobs leaving people at home workless like slobs
Crows nest call it what you want
Its home to all of us
From the drug-dealin’ junkies, from the gangs
The work that men in black suits say crime don’t pay
While the dealers are crusin’ around in their new BMWs
Where kids grow up in this life ‘The hardest man on the planet’
But all that work comes to your name slabbed on some granite
It’s a long way from Dublin Zoo
But monkey see monkey do
I am a very sporty guy
I play rugby just to get by
The training can be very tough but the opponents can be very rough
We go to the gym Tuesday morning, when everybody else is snoring
He complains I eat too much
So I don’t eat
He complains I don’t eat
So I eat
He complains to me if I fail a test
When I can only do my best
Parents are telling us to get good grades
But all we think about is getting laid
And all we hear of is a cheating wife
And kids using a knife
People being kicked in the head
To people wishing they were dead.
I come from from a place where a town is far
These city don’t understand my tar
Civilisation isn’t near but I have no fear
City is for the nitty but for me the country is the way
And this is why I am happy the way I be.
I don’t like being 15 to be honest
It doesn’t feel good and I’m bored off my head
I’m so goddamn lazy it’s like I’m dead
I’m sick of school I’m sick of life
I’m soooo bored, I need a bike
15 is such a shitty age I hope in the next few years it’ll be very vague
But as of now I have to move on
As bad as it is I’m living it right and as of now I’m all g
One thing that really annoys me is when in a shop with a group of friends and the security guard follows you.
This happens all the time.
The guard tries to make it seem like he isn’t but its clear he’s following.
The only reason for this is because we are teens.
Any adults wouldn’t get the same treatment and that annoys me.
From a kick to the head
To a hospital bed
And texting to a Facebook chat
Then beating someone with a baseball bat
Stop they beg
Then I hit them in the leg
In a prison cell
To ringing my doorbell.