For she is the one

Sixteen showed me rock and roll,
A strange brew of drums and keyboards,
With sound that shook the soul,
Guitars-mightier than swords.

Seventeen sounded electric,
Reality often confused with dream,
Collections LinkinPark-centric,
Why sing when you can scream?

Eighteen brought revolution,
Punk said,"Stick it to the man",
Revenge,redemption,retribution,
Screw you and your f%$*ed up plan!

Nineteen exuded emotion,
Every twang had something to say,
Every riff a gut-busting explosion,
Every lick a shakesperean play.

Twenty respected acoustic,
Peaceful sounds yet provoking
Often neglected as basic,
Youtube left to the awakening.

Twenty-one has arrived,
The road ahead, bright as the Sun
I am no longer deprived,
For she,this beautiful blue guitar, is the one.

Thanks Vishoka(and my parents for the belated cash).