Don't stereotype us We don't all love coffee We aren't all obsessed with mountains and calligraphy If you are like those tumblr posts You are not us
We can't hear your overused quotes Over the rustling of our pages We can't hear the adults saying, "They'll be the ones to change the world," Over the words becoming worlds inside our heads
Those books we treasure Are our lifeline Don't define us We live and breathe The secret air of another earth