I want to scream for the world.

I want to scream for a country

whose voice has been diluted

and whose people have been illusioned.

I want to puke out

the lies that have been

instilled

in me

and consume truths.

 

I am hungry for something real.

I am tired of being told

and of telling myself

to be patient.

There is nothing more frustrating.

 

I want to get rid of corruption in the world,

but I don’t know how to change you,

or you,

or you,

or anyone

or anything else.

I can hardly change certain things within myself.

 

I wish I could chase your monsters away,

but I’m afraid

I might be a monster, too.

 

I wish I could tell all the children of the world,

“hey kid, life’s tough.

Buckle up

and promise me

you’ll do your best to enjoy the ride”.

 

When I was little,

I wished someone

had been there

to listen to me.

I’ve noticed a lack of compassion

and of sincerity.

I swear to god, it’s going to be

the death of me.

Because I just swore to an entity

I’m not sure I believe in.

 

I want to believe in people

and kindness

and respect,

because, just the other night,

a guy who calls me his best friend

tried to piss on my backyard.

 

But honestly,

I want to believe in people

and kindness

and respect,

because I’ve heard too many times

about kids

being pushed into suicide

and of rape

with no convictions.

 

I want to believe in people

and kindness

and respect,

because I’ve noticed a lack

of compassion and of sincerity.

And that lack seems to be necessary

for survival in our society.

 

I wish I could change these things.