Sigh..it feels so unreal ,
Having to wake up every morning,
Having to take a breath that shows I'm still living,
Not just some corpse created by the government .
Turn on the TV with excitement ,
Expecting the shows you watched as a kid
Wrong...excitement is just the delusion created,
To hide the truth of disappointment .
Delusion..delusion also a blindfold,
Worn to cover up the eyes of the people ,
Worn to cover up the holes in the system ,
Worn to cover up the harshness of the world.
Shocked or not I was only 13 when the blindfold fell off,
Young and exposed to the violence and tension ,
Scared and worried for the blinded ones,
But also determined to survive in the harshness .
As I grew older,change of perspective.
Eyes opened and trained ,
Only wanting to share how I view the world,
Or how the world views us.
The only story told of experience,
Filled with truth but also care
I hope everyone who read this story
Can see a glimpse of the world from my own perspective.
YOU ARE READING
THE POETRY OF THE WORD
PoésieLending a voice to the voiceless teens and reflecting the misdemeanors of the society in deterring growth by using the veritable weapon/power of poetry'
