Hypocrisy
Don't tell me what to do
What to say
What to think
I'm sick of being bossed around
All you ever do
Is tear me down,
Criticize
Every single thing
I do
You treat me like
I'm a little kid
Yet you expect me
To be all grown up
Think about your own
Hypocrisy
But then again,
Why should it matter?
I'm just your
Average
Typical
Moody
Teenager
How convenient it is
To use that excuse
Isn't it?
Right.
Hypocrite

I wrote this when I was again, feeling mad at the world.  I liked the ideas that I expressed in this poem; I think that a lot of people can relate and identify with them.