Judgement day is everyday in our society.
Unable to be our selves in the "comfort" of our own homes.
Unable to vividly and realistically represent every combination of our identities,
Being a teen in this Society has exiled us from any pride in our individuality.
Elders look down upon us, as do our peers.
We're all different in our own way.
Yet we're grouped as if we were one in the same.
The bar of expectation is raised each day.
The fault of our weakest link is thought to be the overall downside to ourselves.
It's as if we're expected to make the same mistakes.
Our experiences are different.
The issues in which we face are not meant to be any kind of Shame.
However, it is.
Everything we do.
Every step we make is a disappointment.
Everyone informs us of the shame we have brought upon ourselves.
Just another mutant in a room full of mutants.
Another disappointment to someone;
Always willing to volunteer to look down upon the work we've done.
The Blood, Sweat, and Tears that have been shed are never good enough for them.
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Just something I wrote for class that I forgot to publish. Hope it was interesting.
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Depression Is My Kryptonite
PoetryA jumble of extremely depressing poems written by me. And ramblings that feature mood swings every other second. Oh well.
