I hate teenage girls
who float around everywhere in public
a capital question in mind
How am I perceived?

Their rite is protected
a bloom in a soft padded room
Their confidence patiently curated
Otherwise served up pretty and preyed upon

By def, privileges exclude
yours truly
Emotions running wild
Protections swirling down the drain
Looks, attractions and seduction
all under construction

I hate teenage girls, fr!
If only because I am one
Hatching in an old bloke's life
Frail, naive, angry and not so pretty

I wanna be the queen of the prom
Please. Invite me to the prom!