What was that?
Did you ask me if I spoke teenager?
Well maybe I'll give it a try,
but really dont u think
that this is all really beyond us
dont u know
of those who died 2 soon
2 soon 2 c those of us struggling under the trail left behind
by overachievers and underestimators,
of those who died 2 soon
2 soon 2 hear my requiem?
dont u think
i deserve a little medal
telling me im so nice
bc dont u think
ive spent a little 2 much time
being self-conscious about what i call my makeup?
oh but arent u thinking
using ur poor excuse of a brain
that makeup must be the stuff i smear on my face?
well id love it if u thought
that for me kindness is prettier
than any kind of lipstick?
and screw ur blush and ur eyeshadow and ur mascara
u think i hate myself
but dont u think
its lovely how my cheeks turn rosy
when my friends smile at me?
dont u think my eyes are beautiful
when theyre filled with the laughter of life?
dont u think my eyelashes are so elegant
when i look at the sun
grateful for all the life it brings?
dont u think ur the hating one
for turning ur back on my ppl?
but its ok
while u scream urself blind
we will be riding into the horizon
breaking free of all our chains
4 we are the sons, the daughters, and the children of this earth
and we are born more equal, more beautiful, and more innocent than we can imagine
dont u think
mother earth gave birth 2 us 2
and we deserve more than a glance once in a while
dont u think
we are mathematicians, authors, musicians
engineers, businesspeople, inventors
scientists, teachers, presidents
mayors, poets, programmers
and most of all
dont u think
we are warriors
who rise from the ashes of ourselves
only to become greater, stronger
and better than before
dont u think
i deserve someone by my side
4 all the times ive had my heart broken
only so i can pick it up again
and tape it back together
dont u think
i deserve to go home
to where i know i wont be scolded
for every step i take
dont u think
i deserve a crispy high 5
4 all the times i was the last one in the water
abandoned by the escapers
who had refused to do their job,
the lazy idiots
dont u think
that theres many of us
just quietly planning our potential
and shooting for the moon
dont u think
that we deserve a story
where our anthem doesnt define as a requiem?
So if you ask me if I speak teenager,
I say no
I say that teenager is not a language
Where "you" translates to "u"
And "I" becomes "i"
And numbers litter the page
I say that teenager is not an age
Where we are crushed by our melancholy
And trapped by our makeup
I say that teenager is nothing
Because don't you think
That we are people too?
YOU ARE READING
Closer - Poem Collection
PoetrySometimes I wish I had someone who went through exactly what I go through. That way I'd have someone who really, really, truly, actually understood. But I guess that's pretty impossible, and besides, I have people who are close to really, really, tr...
