We braved disrespect and disappointment. Slitting our wrists and staying up till sunrise just to feel some type of adrenaline. Turning in work late or early just to get the same, never-good-enough grade.
We braved suicide attempts and school shootings. Planning ways of how to save others from the attacks.
We shouldn’t have to think about that. We shouldn’t have to brave this.
Sophomore and Junior Year:
We brave a pandemic. Isolation. The fall of our teenage years to the fault of our parents. The fault of our grandparents and our government.
They pass a shattered world onto shattered teens and die, so we can try and fix it.
They claim disappointment in us.
Well, I’m disappointed in you and I’ll give no respect until you’ve earned it.
I’ll take your broken world and I’ll glue it back together as best as I can.
I’ll never forget and I’ll never forgive what you’ve done to it.
Nor what you’re own parents and grandparents have done to it.
You’ve fired at black people for being natural and peaceful.
You’ve ignored the signs of a pandemic and spread fire to the trees.
You’re literally watching the world burn and claiming it as fate.
You’re giving us your shattered world and dying, so we can fix it.
You’re claiming disappointment and showing disrespect.
You’re hounding us for some bad grades and you’re screaming at us to be like you.
You let a pandemic run wild and took away our youth because you already lived yours.
We just wanted to run around with our friends being stupid and making memories.
All we ever wanted was to be kids.
As a child, I dreamed of being a princess.
I never considered that as a teenager, I would only dream of being happy and free again.
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