we are the generation
of the irrevocably broken,
of the dead but walking,
of the meticulously hidden and the beautifully lost
we are the generation
of popping pills in place of life,
of accidental overdoses and mixed up meds
of orange bottles and white coates.
we are the generation
of drinking along to quench the pain,
of drugs causing though our veins to make the sadness go away,
of needles and shot galsses
we are the generation
of the "academically competitive"
of panic attacks every night,
of straight as and hollow eyes
we are the generation
of whispers behind plans,
of fake smailes to hide the judgement of the hateful and the lonly
we are the generation
of skipped dances and skipped meals,
of scales weighed heavy with broken hearts
of selth loathing and heart break
we are the generation
of the future
