I'm young and I shouldn't preach but at least listen to me speak. I have dreams about what this world could be. I have ideas on how we could be and to discredit me based solely on my youth tells me more about you than you could ever tell me. Who silenced you when you were young? Who taught you that the younger generation is dumb? Who taught you it was okay to silence those youthful tongues?
Who silenced you you silencer?
Inexperience is a thing, and i acknowledge that. But don't shut down what a person says just because they're young. Because discussion is also a thing and a much better learning tool than telling people to shut up.
she was exquisite as she looked out into the distance, waiting for her coffee to cool down I would watch her as she sat in the same spot every day as if this was her escape from something far away But what was it? Is she debating on leaving someone or life it’s self? Or the memories she placed on a shelf? What about Rent? Is she late? Or was it a letter she sent? Is it the boy who makes her wait? wait for every day that her energy fades away certainly, it wasn’t the cold weather because her face would brighten up as soon as she saw the first snowflake I feel like her name is Heather surely it wasn’t Blake She was creative, and I'm sure of it due to the overload of sketchbooks and pencils that were jammed inside of her purse they were losing their color like how the fresh leaves abandon us with some remorse I bet she's a writer too because as she wrote, she would stop for a moment and glance outside for something new At times I wish I could be courageous enough to say hey but every time I do, I panic and forget what to say she was the girl in the coffee shop and I was the boy who wished to have the ***** to introduce myself before I stopped cuz maybe, somehow she could have lived for another day
Seeds I feel I should plant, tho dubious at best, I can almost taste fruits of the labour. The sweet and the sour, bitter and salty to some, for now not all would enjoy the harvest. But some seeds need to flower and others weeded out at the root. My already beautiful garden could suddenly go kaput, or emerge and flourish better than it ever could. To take the risk? I’m not sure if I should.