Teens A- Flame

I have composed many poems for the teens they think I am mad go ahead and never blinked when the girl has been surely white inked the guys flunk gals seemingly get sunk then they come running to me see what he's done I said I am blind now then you were when I warned you All want to learn that a flame can burn only when their finger is placed in the flickering heated hotty candle Since then I have stopped warning teens they say oldy go we ALLknow... so let them the worlds routine follow and ensure training on - the -job when mind becomes hollow moment of joy for some for a life time for many a sorrow