we get good grades to go to good schools
to make good money we
do things just because we are good at them we
make ourselves into caricatures
for people to enjoy or be impressed by we
fill our heads with clouds
and cry when we cannot reach them we
turn up the radio so loud
to drown our own thoughts we
flawlessly dance on slippery sidewalks in the rain
but trip on our mistakes we
struggle to get up we
don't know a thing but we
don't have time to learn we
want the stars but can only grasp at the treetops we
build each other up only to
try and tear each other down we
stay up until 3am because of insomnia
or too much work we
dry our tears on our own shoulders we
are the broken we
are the corrupt we
are the shallow.
YOU ARE READING
A N T H E M
Poetrywe are the broken//we are the corrupt//we are the shallow #54 poetry (2/23)