M Youth

Is their thought's, and the way they feel,
So very different, to the way that I feel,
Is it a sin, to dress as you please,
Or colour your hair in pink or green.

So who are we to say conform,
Or shake your head,
When they walk on the lawn,
We too were young, as they are now,
With an arrogant air, and disregard for the law.

For youth is a statement,
That must be shouted out loud.
It's gone all to soon
Your just one in a crowd