We are the lost youth

We are the lost youth.
The crippling anxiety and loud empty threats,
The awkward silences and troubled eyes,
Facing the underlying rules and shame.
Spectators of a movie we hate
Induring an inflicted world
Where everything is prohibited
But our dignity is allowed
Where our self respect and integrity are ignored
And our reality has to meet everyone else's expectations
And so our reality is two faced
Three faced..
Thousand faced... We are the single kid of depressed and divorced then deceased parents
Unwelcomed, unwanted, unimportant, but existing nevertheless... perpetual and persistent...
Even though we belong to no where... we have to be somewhere.

We don't have a home but here.
In the in betweens.

We are the ugly scar that a crying model covers, silently considering skinning it as if it wouldn't leave a bigger and uglier wound.
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We are the stray dogs, the scared ostriches, the illegal refugees of our own country.
Running in the hallways
Hiding in the corners, trying to go unnoticed, never asking for anything, not a break, not a meal, not a even a breath.

Feeding on the leftovers and the silence.

Eyes full of fear and hearts as black as coal... We pray not to be found.

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