Girls crazy o’er manicure,

Their outfits cool still they’re unsure.

Boys mad over basketball

Still enjoy their bruised falls.

And the cars so mad to drive

Puzzled that if they should try dancing jive.

Big nails fear when they may break,

Nailpolish makes them more than a fake.

Love is high on the teen’s heart,

Today they’re together,tomorrow apart.

But what about me? There’s nothing I can figure out,

There should be something I would die to get mad about.

No,never am i gonna follow others,

There has to be something new,

There’s so much around me,

So why do i feel happiness is lesser than few?

‘Know that I have it all,

And what more bad that it’s hiding my hidden inner smile,

‘Know i have it all,

But just for me can’t i spare a second’s time?