I opened my tenth instagram account
where my fake friends aren’t allowed.
My old crush quit the blunt
and wants to regain my trust.
We own a pitbull at the edge of death
although my granny can’t walk another pet.
For the millionth time, my sister is lost,
and stepfather set foot into Serbian court.
I listen to loud rock’n’roll
and cope with equations I don’t know to solve.
I keep wondering: since when
did my life become a teenage hell?
I read about adventures when I was a kid
and thought how they could never happen to me.
Yet, I’m on the edge of seventeen
and my paved road was never as steep.
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