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Declamation

The poem expresses the feelings of a troubled teenager who identifies as a 'bad girl' due to her reckless behavior and lack of parental guidance. She blames her parents for neglecting her and prioritizing their own social lives over her well-being. The speaker pleads for their help and love, highlighting the impact of their absence on her life choices.

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Declamation

The poem expresses the feelings of a troubled teenager who identifies as a 'bad girl' due to her reckless behavior and lack of parental guidance. She blames her parents for neglecting her and prioritizing their own social lives over her well-being. The speaker pleads for their help and love, highlighting the impact of their absence on her life choices.

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Bad Girl

Hey! Everybody seem to be staring at me.


You! You! All of you! How dare you to stare at me?
Why? Is it because I’m a bad girl?
A bad girl I am. A good for nothing teen ager, a problem child?
That’s what you call me!
I smoke, I drink. I gamble at my young tender age.
I lie. I cheat, and I could even kill, if I have too.
Yes, I’m a bad girl, but where are my parents?
You! You! You are my good parents?
My good elder brother and sister in this society where I live?
Look… look at me… What have you done to me?
You have pampered and spoiled me, neglected me when I needed you the most!
In trusted me to you a yaya, who’s intelligent was much lower than mine!
While you go about your parties, your meetings and gambling sessions
Thus … I drifted away from you!
Longing for a father’s love, yearning for a mother’s care!
As I grow up, everything changes!
You too have change!
You spent more time in your pokers, mahjong tables, bars and night clubs,
You even landed on the headline of the newspaper as crook, peddlers and racketeers.
Now, you call my name; accuse me in everything I do to myself?
Tell me! How good you are?
If you really wish to ensure my future the hurry… hurry back home!
Where I await you, because I need you.
Protect me from evil influences that will threaten at my very own understanding.
But if I am bad, really bad… then, you’ve got to help me!
Help me! Oh please… Help me!

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