generational conflict

We're young.
We're bright.

Can't you see us?
We're waiting.

We're talented and smart and angry.

We're fighting like you said we should when we were small.

Like you don't want us to anymore.

We're fighting for the right to call this world home
Just like you did, and your parents before.

To occupy a world we are happy in
And take our place among history

Calling us crazy won't stop us
Saying we are young
Emotional
Foolish

Those things aren't true anymore.
We know who we are.








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