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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2013
I wrote this poem at a time when I absolutely hated my generation. This generation is definitely the 'YOLO' generation and it makes me so sad. Teenagers out there are "living their lives to the fullest, while they can" but in reality it is just hurting them. Drinking, doing drugs, having sex, and partying just for the hell of it is, in my opinion, not good nor safe. These things have consequences that many teenagers look past because they frankly don't care. You only live once, so why can't we try to make our lives last? Helping people with the real issues like cutting, being suicidal, depression, anxiety, etc. should be what we are focusing on. We should be trying to make the world a better place, not a worse place. And the way things are headed is definitely for the worse. I hope that this poem of mine opens your eyes, dear reader, to see that life is more than the partying, and the feeling numb, and whatever else. I hope you see that we can all be helping each other and having better lives because of it. Thank you.
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