I chose to use the slogan in a poem I wrote about Middlesbrough for my Creative Writing journal. I can't remember the whole poem, but the line itself went something like this:
"Mallon's Youth, but he doesn't seem to care"
I'm sure I'll post the whole thing when I get it back...Might as well - I'll still be living here, won't I? As I explained in the poem though, it's not that I hate Middlesbrough - it's a lovely place, it's just the cloud of despair which hangs like a mist, following it's citizens.
I've tried to be happy here, I really have, but there are just too many things attacking every part of mind. I can sum it up in a conversation I had with Michael (who was talking to himself at the time):
Me: Why are you doing that?
Michael: Why not? Don't you do it? Listen to the little voices inside your
Me: Cos they always shout at me.
It's like there's an ongoing battle in my head between me and whoever else it is in there. It's just like P!nk once said: "It's bad when you annoy yourself; so irratating. Don't wanna be my friend no more: I wanna be somebody else!"
Perhaps these are just ramblings, but then again, I'm the girl with the broken smile, so perhaps I'm allowed to ramble.
"No hope, no love, no glory. No Happy Ending."