Who are we?
What body are we in?
What age and era are we living?
Everybody is laughing
but their hearts are breaking.
And suddenly,
Music speaks louder than the
voices in our mouths.
And suddenly,
Food made us hungry and eat
yet it made us starve ourselves down
to the grave.
Teenagers.
Thats what we're called isn't it?
The messed - up kind.
The one that walks on the sidewalk,
smiling at every stranger just because you want
someone to give you one too.
But each of them,
they give a puzzled look with question marks
and wonders on their eyes.
Their eyes. Powerful.
Eyes are very powerful.
They can convince someone they love,
that they don't.
Even though they actually do.
Teenagers.
The pressure is on us like a
raging river, trying to cut us open.
And we're only the weak rocks
that must go with the flow.
How sad to see you smile,
with the word 'depression'
written all over your face.
That's no way to fight
a war against yourself.
We should be like birds
that soar high with our
unseen wings.
we should be the cheetahs
and tigers,
that run for survival and demand
with their teeth gritted and hearts beating.
We should be the little kids
that we used to be.
What happened to the child
who demanded with all it's might
in what they wanted?
In which, Later on,
was mistaken as spoiled brats.
The adults called them
'Spoiled Brats' just cause they were
able to get what they wanted most.
Children called Aduts as 'Supporters'.
Even when they showed how much they
hated them.
You see, That's the problem with us.
We stopped showing love,
because we decided it was time to show hatred.
You see,
that was the problem.
The problem that we were never able to solve.
Just like a broken vase.
A piece of it will always be missing.
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Little Short Poems
PoetryHere are a few of my really short poems, and sometimes, their just quotes. so yeah i hope you like them! :) please comment and vote (:
