I was known as the angel untold
the angel between realms
the angel of good
and still of bad.

I was known as the liar retold
the liar to any extreme
the liar for good
and for bad.

I was known very well as you can see
known for all to understand
known to save still
and destroy.

I was known as a demon beyond sight
a demon as evil as can be
a demon of the night
and still no day.

I was known as a myth and still untrue to all
a mythilogical creature to kill
a myth as if to truly care
and still careless.

Yes, I was known very well among all who cared 
and I was known for different things
so I was known of those untrue
and those no longer around.

And, yet yes, I am though a teenage terror ......................... for all to see
I was helpful not yet helped with all I need and needed then.. gulp
I was nice but not nicley treated among these so called friends
I was good but none around me turned out to be good
but instead were extremelybad and mad.

So, know I've mutated into
this teenage terror
see I've known no reason to live
so here you now can read
my entire live story through.

I was born as beautiful as ever
my dad so drunk was not to care
my mom was careful to take care.
not a scare insight I was alright.
that was until my life turned into my worst nightmare,
still too young to comprehend
my father became a bad man.

He drank his paycheck off,
He drove us to divorce,
I mean he locked all the doors,
he did not care for me or my mother.
I wish my parents were still quite tight,
 but that is a nightmare in itself and my father long out of
sight wishing for an end to this night.

this is when my mutation began from your best friend
to your weirdest enemy at no command.

I entered slow barely unable to stand at 8 o' clock.
The day just started but I dreaded to see me grand mama leave
she seemed peaceful to me
Everyone else left the room
I said I love you
She died as soon as I finished.

As soon as the news had spred to me I was in tears
o why god please don't let her go.
She has passed and so have my memories.
I'm scared that taking one more step will take the rest away.
As time lengthens and the memories slip away one less tear falls
but the more my heart aches.

I can't move on with the rest to come
so I've mutated  into this one little monster barely 5 feet tall
I don't even need to crawl.

Still I'm not free
as you can see
 I'm the mutated Teenage Terror!

Not Yippy!