I would say we are someone we are not
But in reality
We are no one
There is no one that is me
I am no one
You are no one
We are no one
We can't describe us as humanity
Or Gen-Z
Or the depressed kids
Or the adults
Or the teens
You can not call us anything
For we are nothing
We are no one
That girl was heartbroken because she was played by someone who didn't actually believe in love because of their parents divorce
That guy who is the class clown is actually depressed
That girl's sister just died because that girl was actually driving drunk and they got in a car accident and the sister died
That boy who is really rich is rich because his parents actually deal drugs
That girl who loves fashion is actually really insecure
That boy who works at a coffee shop actually was raped
That artist actually hates their art since contests made it stressful
All these people
I could go on
And on
And on
And on
Forever
Thinking
Or seeing
People who are different from who "they are"
Everyone is no one
I am no one
You are no one
We are no one
YOU ARE READING
Poems that may never be heard.
PoesíaThe world is my muse and my abuser. Poetry is my art and my abused. Neither gets heard.