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Emm Mar 6
Smile, pose,
flawless, poise

Let's make another picture perfect square,
Perfect for everyone to stare
I don't care what you think,
what you see, what you think,
of what you see,
As long as I can fool my memory

Even if I sink,
even when everything stinks
If I can't remember, it won't drag me down

Let's find our true love,
One and only true love,
Starting from the superficials,
Oh yes, 'cause I believe from this
we can go straight to the nuptials

It's odd if you ask me these days be,
spent more time fighting off monsters that can never be,
Exploring Neverland,
truly being Peter Pan?...

Is it still called a social interaction?
When there is no communication,
More like with the green monsters, spending quality time
all kins of them,
And in plurals,
all these digitals
...
Chained Apr 2020
Life is flying, crawling, running
Life is swimming, pumping joy
Life’s becoming plain and simple
So Millennials can enjoy.

Implementing the eternal
Which is cruel, tough and mean
For Millenials will be lethal
And will wipe them out clean.

So the Mother Nature thinking
To ease the laws that used most
Or unthinkable will happen
And generation will be lost.

And like a preschool teacher smiling
Life is looking at you guys
Hidden all the sharp things from you
Even death is looking nice.

But then it thinks wait a minute
Adjusting to ignorance?
It turns out they are winning
Lack of knowledge, better chance?
Ylzm May 2019
lies ****

educated to be anything and everything
struggled for real to be only nothing
encouraged to keep believing and fighting
only losers quit and winners strong

fear

fear to know
fear to see
fear of rejection
fear of fear

rejects instead own true crying self
renews empty prideful boasts
life, always fighting, winning's everything
lose or die

so death is the light
life not marred by failures
soul silenced into meaninglessness
suicide a most welcomed relief

one slit ..

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Ylzm Apr 2019
angst and despair
boldly masked boasts
leaps into the abyss
secret rituals calm unseen fears

scarred and betrayed
truths turned to thorns
bloodied, drown and broken
constantly suicidal

yet free, always choosing
losers quit, winners dance
feet nimble as the wind
music changing unknown

love grows cold
sun grows hotter
oppressed bleed silently
yet love saves
Colm Nov 2018
The answer is not
To wander
To lose one’s self in the wondrous thought
Or to throw precaution the wind

No

One answer which will travel much farther
Is to simply do
Whatever it is
You ought

That which you can
A blurb about something I learned long ago. Saying isn't doing. Declaring you will or would if you could, isn't doing. Life waits for noone who hides behind a when.
Kelsey Chupp Oct 2018
we were millennial lovers
spending too much time drinking coffee
always talking through our phones
sharing ear buds with strangers
and standing up for things
we barely understand

-k.j.c
6.18.18
Rich Aug 2018
I soar with the zephyrs on a daily basis
Will I ever reach the stars?
Maybe.
At the very least I can spend a day with the clouds I envy so much
and be thankful to see my kin rising to the ozone
We are a generation of generating art rather than splitting the world apart
We can find a plant called hope in a desert with no seeds
We need to add ourselves to one another and witness what higher numbers can achieve.
I mean this world isn’t just in our hands.
Its secrets are deeper, written in our palms
So I pray that when you hold one another
the truths of this world speak
whispering "Us, not I"
among other things
that make you welcome love as if it were a long, lost friend.
Kon Grin Jul 2018
ive seen the world all people same
we love we fear, deprived, insane
absolute mass and no division for the HQ supervision
we are Trialed in side by solicitude at night
blindfolded OF!
superiority of those that are biting in our nose
medicating under-eighteen that appear so differently
and thus don't reap the boredom we are destined to live through
im sorry that I'm different
and I'm sorry that I speak
for the nation of the flowers
all fragile but not weak
A call out to generation X
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