Isn't it funny
How the human mind
Needs its own concept of time

How our age can be simplified into numbers
Our entire experience divided by the hands of a clock
All of us separated by the title of our generations
How our seconds can be a shield
And yet still a barricade

Our perception devalued
And our stories erased

“They’re only teenagers”
“They don’t know”

But in an instant
We will find the path
You had never seen
and you will never know.

Andrew W.
1-26-20