We are just kids
who can't stop the voices
of our demons.
Too tired from trying to keep ourselves sane,
we are out on the edge
not caring if we fall,
we are heroes
strangling ourselves with our own capes.
We find no reprieve
in our empty poetry
and see the gimmicks
in your "you can talk to me" therapy,
we have lost too many nights of sleep
to be that foolish.
We are warning signs
of teenage angst,
we are the kids
who never got listened to.
We are filled with scars
from all the nights they didn't listen.
We were hopeless,
but now we see
that other people are drowning too.
We are a community of
black eyes
and I'm fine
and too many words
stuck in our lungs.
We may be tired
but at least we aren't the only ones.
