Strawberries & Cigarettes

Brooklyn Thompson

I am a post Millennial.. generation Z.  known as iGen or Generation Zedd..
Born between the birth of social media and climate change give or take..

We are often confused with Millennials or Generation Y.

We are mostly known for our entitlement and narcissism.

We are selfish..

Stubborn..

Depressed

And..

Suicidal..

Older people call us the lucky ones..

Because we are born and raised with the technology that makes our life more easier.

Like hell.. Life is so easy that you can be famous or be a legend even if all you do is post pretty pictures with so much filter or post nonsense shit just because it's relatable and extraordinary.

We can express our thoughts freely because our generation is more open minded and so much more educated..

We are lucky because we can gain access to information easily with just one visit on Google.

But How lucky are we really??

Just because we are living in the more modern world doesn't mean we're immune to any pain and suffering.

People back then go to school and then get bullied..

But Now..

We can see hurtful things and read hurtful words and experience bully at the comfort of our home because of the internet that the old people say we're lucky about.

We are the generation that made suicide more common..

Teen pregnancy is now normal in our generation.

Gun shooting happens regularly..

Terrorist.. Sickness and viruses..

Shits that we have to go through just because of the fucked up mistakes generations before us caused.

All just a walk in the park in our generation when it shouldn't be.

We speak up not because we're complaining.. But because we're fed up..

Our generation is no different from the generations before us.. We bleed.. We heal..  We fight..

And most of all.. Just because we've grown so cold and we act like we don't care.. Doesn't mean we don't..

We have feelings too..

We get hurt..

We cry..

We laugh..

And we lose our minds too..

Because like any other generations.. We too..  Are human beings..

I exhale the smoke from my cigarette as I walk along the hallway..

Students are staring at me with disgust..

They must be thinking that I'm so evil..

I just knocked a pregnant girl off.. Which she kinda deserved.. And now I'm the bad guy..

Ezra told me.. I'm not a perfect fit for Maxence..

That they were happy until I came..

It's not my fault that she's annoying.

I inhale the smoke and exhale it out..

I don't give a fuck anymore...

Honestly I saw this coming..