The Life of a Fly
We think we are invincible, trusting our bodies to extreme levels
Holding our drinks to be downed before daylight while sucking out the moisture from our skins
in the cold, damp moonlight
"Sleep is for the weak" (though we all praise the moments we get the shut eye)
Our bodies curch and run and pump until someone tells us to stop
That is a lie, we never stop
Degree leaderships career exercise enjoyment, staying up to talk for fear of missing out on "the
experience" when we really just want to sleep
Degrees have become "just degrees"
"You, yes YOU are the generation" for what we ask
(I don't think they actually know, just want us to feel responsibility)
We mist push farther and harder and faster
No one stops at four years
These are the nights we want to stop most, when we are told to stop most but know that that is an empty statement
How can you get ahead by sleeping? We know the science, but we don't know the reality
Added to our "experience," telling us we can do it all is a gilded sphere of coal
They expect us to be crazy and stupid, and we are crazy but definitely not stupid
Do as you want, not as you're told, the young ones tell us
Even they are separated though, quickly falling into the state of bound neurons and brain waves
"The greatest years of your life" but we know better
We don;t get a life, we are forced into it
Forced into the life our peers did not want but made for us and now lament their own insecurities
We know there is more, but still try to hold onto the dream, the experience
Our bodies are invincible
Even when they occasionally fail
We are royals at bullshitting it through but in reality how much bullshit is it?
Paper written at 4 AM receiving an A? We may think lucky break, but luck is only so often
Some of them know, and we can call them hard-asses, but they often turn out to be our reprieves,
our last connections to the human experience, whatever we think that is
They are the ones who know the levels of our perceived invincibility, allowing us to fail but
never a harsh response
If we were to ever listen to them, these are the ones we'd listen to
We know we are capable, and they remind us of that
We are not the "generation that will do" to them, we are simply the next generation to come out
with more than the last
To the ones who put the world on our shoulders, praise and reprimand us seconds apart, we are
nothing
But to the select few who are there always but never overbearing, see us as just the next
generation, we are everything
We kill ourselves over everything, but we don't regret it
We procrastinate far too long, but don't suffer from it
We take years off our lives with the amount of stress we go through
But none of that matters
Because now, we are invincible