I'm not supposed of experienced this much death at this young of an age
My graduating class has gotten smaller
My friend's brother is gone
Both of my grandpas
My friend's papa
I'm too familiar with funerals
Will it ever stop?
Everyone is getting sick
In the hospital
What am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to cope with this?
There's too much pressure
From school
The world
People's expectations of me
I don't know how I'm gonna pull through
Once I graduate it'll be over
Once I go to college it'll be ok
Once
It'll never stop
I don't know what's next
What's going to become of me?
How am I supposed to be my own self without the world judging me?
Who do I listen to?
The people who are more accepted by society?
The people who don't look "disturbed"
The people who it looks like they have it all together?
I don't like them
They scare me
How can someone put on such a show?
They must lose them self somewhere along the way
Why must they drag other people with them?
They must have this look
This style
This lingo
Or they aren't good enough
Why does it matter
It's all gonna end one day
None of this will matter
No one will remember
No one will be alive to remember
We'll all be the same in the end
No differences
No segregation
No racism
We will all be one
All there for the same reason
Same purpose
And it will be glorious