part timer
fourteen paned window
separates me from the world
beaten down by summer suns
red corvette
fly me away
screaming legs and hunger pains
feeble dirty tennis shoes
twelve quarters jangle in my pocket
red sunset
tell me goodnight
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You have captured the essence of teenage years!
I love this: red corvette/fly me away.