M. Hank

Thank you for the warmth of the sun against my skin in summer.

Thank you for the leaves that fall in autumn.

Thank you for the fluffy snow that covers the ground in winter.

Thank you for the flowers that bloom in spring.

hope is a messy thing.

it destroys all forms of happiness.

but it lifts you up in your worst nightmares.

I wish I could say hope is for everyone.

but it isn't.

in time,

we evolved into 

racist,

i go to school these days & i'm scared i'll get shot

earbuds always in, trying to drown out my thoughts

fall to the ground, let it all float away

look me in the eyes & i'll believe every lie you say

We are Gen-Z 

Even if you don't think so.

We are here even if we 

Pretend we’re not.

We are matter.  

We take up space.

We are important 

Even if we don't think we are. 

Oh-

Punctured the main artery, sunsets flowing down your ribcage, dull frantic thud-

I’ve done it again,

Left an empty hole in the middle of your chest

Maybe there was something there before

Legally I am an adult.

18 going on 19.

According to most,

I still am a teen.

According to most,

I don’t seem like 18.

According to me,

I don’t think I’m ready to be an adult.