The situation : Mom: Who are you planning to vote for? Me: Um.. I wish I dint have to... Mom: Why?????? Me: If you give me five bad oranges and ask me to chose one, I'd rather go without! Mom: You and your crazy ideas! Kids these days! God save them! Me: (Huffs in frustration) : I'M NOT A KID! Result - This overly dramatic poem! - A rant by the inner me...