We are the children of the ******
Thinking basic necessities were luxuries
and that love was earned not unconditional
We are the children who carved
and starved
before we even hit our teens
We are the children who grow up to be
disappointments
The ones you point at
and warn your children of as we pass by
We're the ones who end up in coffins
rather than receiving diplomas
and fulfilling our dreams
because we don't have time to dream
When we only think of surviving the day
We were made this way
So God bless the children of the ******
The ones who are having their stilts hacked at
but are somehow still standing
And God bless those who have fallen
and been taken
be it their own choice or someone else's
May our graves not be overgrown with weeds
and faded plastic flowers
and our tales passed on,
not forgotten memories or sad stories
God bless the children of the ******
Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 1:34 AM UTC
We are the children of the ******
Thinking basic necessities were luxuries
and that love was earned not unconditional
We are the children who carved
and starved
before we even hit our teens
We are the children who grow up to be
disappointments
The ones you point at
and warn your children of as we pass by
We're the ones who end up in coffins
rather than receiving diplomas
and fulfilling our dreams
because we don't have time to dream
When we only think of surviving the day
We were made this way
So God bless the children of the ******
The ones who are having their stilts hacked at
but are somehow still standing
And God bless those who have fallen
and been taken
be it their own choice or someone else's
May our graves not be overgrown with weeds
and faded plastic flowers
and our tales passed on,
not forgotten memories or sad stories
God bless the children of the ******
yeah yeah I know my parents and being raised in poverty can't be my crutch but we still live and go through this daily, and you fellow children are some of the strongest I've been blessed to know <3
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