I saw this kid with a Mohican
And a lip ring
It shook me up; thinking fuck
That’s one cool kid
I wanted to be just the same
So with newly
Shaved squares in the side of
My hair; I went to the piercing place
I had that needle jabbed strait
Through my lip
No remorse; I thought fuck
Does this make me punk rock?
Destruction of senses; hate fuelled
Is this really punk rock?
The raging chorus; defying all logic
Ears bleeding; nose bleeding; heart thumping
Out on a limb walking those streets
Feeling diseased
Is this really what signed up to me?
Am I really this fucked up being?
I’m older, wiser now; holes grown
Into my skin
Lessons learned; blessings earned
But inside I’ll always be; a punk rock kid
ripinamberlost, 5 months ago
=) awesome—i love this, its realli good ;)
plyle, 5 months ago
I absolutely adore this piece!!!!
maka1967, 5 months ago
another great writing.
awsiv, 5 months ago
yeah sure… keep on rocking!
Rella, 5 months ago
This is awesome! What an insightful reflection xx
Nicole Ryan, 5 months ago
oooh you remind me of me !!
another gorgeous piece hun xx
Russell Holder, 5 months ago
To have holes where you shouldn’t have holes, and a nose ring to boot! That is not what makes one cool. What makes one cool is feeling good about yourself… with or without nose rings or holes, and the ability to show it to yourself and others you meet.
saleire, 5 months ago
yes….......older and wiser and full of love for a punk rock world :o) xxx
bellerjeau, 5 months ago
I love it! I think the same thing each time I see somthing cool. Like wow thats kick ass I want to be kick ass.
Dwayne Boyd, 5 months ago
Never loose what’s inside! Punk is you attitude. No one can take that from you. As a guy with long hair, I take a lot of crap working in the corporate world. I am living proof that one should be judged by ability. Based on that, Rachel you have proven again that you have much to say. You keep on saying it well.