You Could Lose Your Youth Writing This
Traumatized
Shaking, Crying
not leaving home
because the nightmares keep following you
Keys in your fist
Pepper Spray in the other
running through the darkness
because you can’t be found thrown in a dumpster
Skipping school
Faking headaches with the nurse
begging your parents to let you stay home
because you’re not safe at school anymore
Breakdowns
Anxiety-ridden, Stressed out
children killing themselves
because the world is too much
No money
No jobs, thousands in debt
angry
Because we are not being taken seriously
I am broken
Every thought on the table
I lost my youth writing this
because I can’t handle these things anymore