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A Bitter Rant From A Troubled, Teenage Boy...That Eventually Had A Happy Ending

Updated on June 10, 2015
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Missing Link is originally from rural Ohio. He currently lives in Hillsboro, OR. with his Wife and two Sons.

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I wrote this many years ago when I was a senior in high school.

I'm now in my late 40s.

I was so frustrated and insecure regarding women when I was a teenager. I grew up poor and did not have a nice car or other things like some guys did. It seemed like so many of the high school girls back then went for the guy who had the nice car, who was a jock, who seemed to be confident, etc.

Looking back, my Father did not teach or groom me very well in this regard. He did and said things which affected my confidence and self esteem. This no doubt played a role in my frustrations at the time.

But then most of us were too young anyway weren't we? Kids in high school really should avoid getting too serious I now believe. Back then though it seemed all too real and least it did to me.

(happy ending - I now have a great wife of 13 years, two wonderful children, a nice job, house, car, etc. and life is pretty good.)

So are you ready for some bitter, psychotic, teenage angst that I penned three decades ago?:

Don't ya just hate it

the way people are?

I can't believe it,

there's another jerk

in a brand new shiny car.

The girls go for reputation;

they could care for less.

My fists a cringin harder;

their face I'd like to mess.

They say how much they love you

until they find someone richer.

Then they say "bye, it's been real."

For feelings they cannot acquire.

Most cry to make you think they care.

Then surprise "ha ha, I'm a liar;

you fell into my lair."

With your feelings they toy.

"it's such great fun!

Ha, you're a sucker my silly boy;

I beat you in this run.

For it's nothing but a game.

I'll take them for all they have.

I treat them all exactly the same.

Ya know it's all the new rave.

I love to see their face

when I tell them I have another.

Did it hurt your feelings?


My another

Is your brother."


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      Missing Link 2 years ago from Oregon

      Thanks Larry! I agree per our teenage years. I remember walking by houses back then and being so sure I could never have one. How could I possibly ever afford such a thing? I did not understand making payments at that time. Best wishes to you!

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      Larry Rankin 2 years ago from Oklahoma

      Our teenage years are such a tumultuous time. You really captured that here. Great hub!

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