To be honest we never really had a chance

I blame our teachers for showing us videos of people jumping out of the Twin Towers before we could properly write

We were in constant fear of school shooters before we even had a grasp of the mere idea of death

The rosy outlook on life we once had was now replaced with paranoia and panic

As we grew older our self-esteem regressed with unrealistic expectations
set by twenty-year-olds playing teens

And models photoshopping their faces and waists

We looked in mirrors dissecting our insecurities like some science project

We carved and starved until our faces sunk and ribs popped

We went from getting our accomplishments placed on the fridge

To putting our last words and goodbyes on the bathroom doors while

our was skin decorated with cuts, deep like rivers seeping red water

The bottle of Tylenol slowly destroying us from inside out while we wait for release

We’re bashed for being a lazy and tech-addicted generation when in reality we’re just
so
so
so tired

Tired of being here, tired of being set up for a life with no point

Dead end office job after dead end office job
Broken marriages mirroring our parents’

And yet another broken generation of kids doomed from the start