Writing

I should've written it in pencil

I should've known it couldn't last.

Should've told it to a page in an in-between

Far from permanence.

I should've written it in erasable graphite

Should've whispered it to no one

When I lean against my grandma 

On the green couch 

She talks about things that used to be 

Does that mean 

When I’m her 

My grandkids won’t understand 

Everything you do is acceptable

We stand with open arms

At your next word

There’s an imaginary red carpet

Laid out for you in the halls at school

In this time in the world with everything that is going on, we need to find joy in the small things. Your sanity depends on it.

Look

I’m sick and tired of all this shit and pretending

Look

I’m sick and tired of all the fairytale endings

Look

I don’t know how I’m supposed to survive like this

But look

Social media is pretty much everywhere. It’s how we share things we like, keep up with friends, and maybe share things we don't like.  And while it can be fun, I honestly think teens spend way too much time on it.