Capabilites are incapable of defining us,
Acting will never express us,
No one sees through the smoke of explosions.
Youth may be the hardest time,
Ongoing hatred,
Under the weight of everything and everyone else.
Hearing only happens where there is listening,
Even in the dead silence.
Abuse happens,
Realities are ignored.
Media says you have to be pretty, athletic, strong,
Eating flesh like a hungry beast in the wilderness.
None see the soul behind the skin,
Obvious struggles laughed off.
When will we see, when will we hear?
