The Teenage

Pankaj Patel Class XII

The age of falling, the age The time to roar, the time forarrangement. Thoughts come along, life seems a trade people among, I show my made the circle of friends, especially no congruency, the done work blames, shows no join tendency. I might be hijacked, not by the -ve chatties, Itsvery conditioned, undignified withinunhealthies.Chasts too hard to be, friar impossible imagination creates worthy and impalpable always swear to do right, but the varieties deny...The experiences are protein, the trust ismineral, dreams are vitamin, the mind roam global. Perhaps I can develop myself, or I can develop the world.