This Generation
They say roses grow from concrete
Maybe that's why my growth isn't complete
My life is seen to be worthless
Like it cost less
But to me it's priceless
My life and mind has been controlled
But now it has finally taken a toll
WE WILL be what they say we can't be
So let's rise up and let them see
We will not conform to the negativity
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world