Song parody of
What Is the Point of the Youth?
by Jamie Kimathi Milburn
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So, did you think that it would be fun?
Did you think you would overcome,
What very few do?
Did you think you were special?
Well know that you're not
Everyone's one in a million
So that's not a lot
I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth?
What is the point of the youth?
Time keeps on slipping with every week
I feel nothing becomes complete
Or turns out all wrong
They think they know better
Maybe they're right?
Maybe you know some things too
Would they listen to you?
They might
But so far I've come up short
This is my final resort
I've tried to have a conversation
Tried to say what I feel inside
But I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth
I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth
What is the point of the youth?
So, did you think that it would be fun?
Did you think you would overcome,
What very few do?
Did you think you were special?
Well know that you're not
Everyone's one in a million
So that's not a lot
I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth?
What is the point of the youth?
Time keeps on slipping with every week
I feel nothing becomes complete
Or turns out all wrong
They think they know better
Maybe they're right?
Maybe you know some things too
Would they listen to you?
They might
But so far I've come up short
This is my final resort
I've tried to have a conversation
Tried to say what I feel inside
But I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth
I'm too young to matter and too old to cry
Too young for honesty and too old to lie
Too much to do, not enough time
Ain't that the truth
What is the point of the youth?
