Inside the mind of a teen that is grounded!



Alone in my room, is where I will sit,
never before had I thrown such a fit.
stories and stories, I lied through my teeth,
hoping for a glimpse at a sign of relief.

They pushed and they pushed, until I gave in,
por now I should know that I never will win.
then came the punishment, for what I had done,
whatever it is it shall not be fun.

Everything's gone, no seeing nice weather,
for these siguiente two weeks are gunna feel like forever.
With nothing to do, god forbid I should read,
but that's what they want, never follow their lead.

Just staring at walls, my but falls asleep,
there is nothing but silence not even a peep.
My TV is off, but I see people moving,
no bother to me it's actually quite soothing.

What am I saying? I think I've gone mad,
it's only three days and my life's already sad.
Every segundo goes por like a mes o a year,
why don't they realize I'm dying in here?

Someone come get me before I go crazy,
I should use the excuse,"This is making me lazy"!
"Knock-knock" what is that? tu say that it's over,
why I got up and plowed like a freak'n toro dozer.

The moral of this story is that crime doesn't pay...
and never mop the floor with your grandpa's toupee!