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You don’t know what it’s like, to live in the world I live in
One where a simple smile can be seen by millions in a matter of minutes
One where the pressure to succeed exceeds the pressure to be yourself
One where sitting in silence is better than standing and speaking for what you believe in
One where material things are used to veneer true beauty
One where talking face to face means Facetiming from two different places
One where having a simple family dinner has nearly disappeared
One where meaningful relationships mean “I can’t take this ****!”
One where you walk around with headphones in because you dread those who say hi on the street
One where money is said to buy happiness
One where doing what you love means putting others down so you can rise above…
You don’t know what it’s like…

How can you expect us to be successful when doing so is so incredibly stressful
To live in the world I live in, its cooler to live like the stars we envy than it is to do well in school or live like a leader who believes in something
While technology  has its beneficial assets, like making communicating easier
It also has its artificial backsets….
I can go on facebook and create a phony profile and become a petty ******* who attracts many women and sometimes even a child… and no one would even notice
Our generation is beings deluded by the truth
And its easy to believe a deluded truth if you don’t stand for something.

You don’t know what its like, to live in the world I live in
One where time is everywhere and it flies right by you
One where its easier to sit and complain about something in vein than it is to get up and make a change, I’m just saying
One where asking for help when you need it really means letting your voice become squelched
One where girls flaunt their body just for some attention
And guys act hard to show their worth instead of acting real and showing when they hurt
One where having games doesn’t mean you’re athletic, it means you’re good at hooking up with random girls… and honestly, I find that pathetic
One where looking like a stick means thinking you’re fat, even if you’re just a bit thick
One where it takes 3 weeks to say “I love you” and two weeks to dump you
One where the ones who love you aren’t the ones you trust, and the ones you trust aren’t the ones who love you
One where having 1000 friends online is more important than having 2 true friends who want to see you shine
One where going to a social event means getting wasted out of your mind is having a good time
One where a belief in the end of humanity is creating insanity, and quite frankly, THAT’S whats going to cause this calamity

I’m not trying to seem to pessimistic here
I’m just saying, it’s not as easy growing up in this world as you think
While there are a plethora of things that make this world better
There are just as many things we can do better to make the place we live great
You cant take all the evil in the world at one time and defeat it, you just gotta see theres room for change, look in the mirror, and believe you can be it
Yet another slam poem of mine. It's kind of supposed to explain to the older generation what it is like to live in our generation. And it makes a point that our generation can make the changes we need to, we just need to see it and believe we can make the changes.
 Dec 2012 Alice Kay
Maria
Closing my eyes, I see small bits and point of simple nothings making a pattern in my head. Every part of ever being here was completely unplanned.

At no point in my uneventful existence had I ever stopped and thought, You.

I suppose thats the glory of it all. The fact that I never even had the slightest notion of meeting you, yet it still happened.

And I don't know If your my somebody, but I do know that your are somebody.

Does that make sense?

I suppose it doesn't matter if it does or not, if jumbled my words so much around you that I guess you ought to be used to it.

So I don't know, and I'm amazed and oddly surprised that I don't know.
Isn't funny that I cant pinpoint the day we met? You've always been there...
Dependence is a disease
most commonly found
in lost souls, starving lovers,
forgotten friends, and lonely nights.
Circle all the above
in a description of me
and lock me up for insanity
from wanting more than I can have
and probably nothing I deserve
because maybe someone
as broken as me
doesn't even qualify
for an, "it'll be okay"
whispered in my ear
and a tight hug
lifting me off my feet
so for a few seconds
I don't have to stand so strong.
I never title any of my poems, ew.
I want someone who supports me
No matter what you believe
I want a friend who says I know you did the right thing
I don’t want the friend with the convenient excuses for why you’re not there
Today’s just another day
Where you could have been my friend
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