millennials
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I become more like the woman I wished to be everyday
I wear golden rings
And keep mints in my bag
Car keys in my pocket
it’s 2017
the closet doesn’t have a door
there’s still monsters inside
amongst binders and gender-neutral clothes
if you’re a millennial
To My Fellow Twenty-Somethings:
Oftentimes, the millennial generation --
The generation of which we are at the tail-end --
Gets a bad rep.
I grew up in an age of technology,
Where modern is my normal,
People watching is my psychology
I live off quinoa and zucchini noodles
But don’t get me wrong,
The Millennial gene the kings and queens of social media
our lives are determined by likes and views
close to a thousand we are stars, less than a hundred beauty isn't up to par
The summer has come and gone
A freshman in college we are
My sister and I are alone
We cannot afford to go to college
We decided to return home
Everyone's high these daysSmoking joints between classes That we can only afford by sucking dick and taking names because we are up to our armpits in college debt and drowning in self worth issues but when I'm high it's alright I don't have to thi
Please don’t refer to us as “batches”
y’know, like prototype after prototype after prototype
we didn’t ask to be struck and burned out like matches
and while you wait for the time we’re ripe,
For all intents and purposes,
I am a mess,
Like a child's finger painting is art,
And like a child, I'm a little too confident
To be meandering around like I know
Where I'm going
You are just another face.
You are a statistic.
A number that can be manipulated.
You are a small piece of a chart,
Put into a section,
By someone who doesn’t know your story,
Listen to me!I need to be heard!My mind is a notebook and for nineteen years I’ve been writing,scribbling away, but no one will take the time to read!
We are
infinitely clueless,
yet eager to learn more;
and smiles mean the world to us,
as loneliness can be so pervasive.
