“The Kids of Nowadays”

Kids of nowadays

With scars on their arms

Drinks in their hands

Cigarettes in their mouths

The weeks become days

The Kids of Nowadays

Too emotionless to care,

Stuck in an endless cycle

A terrible world

With terrible people

Doing terrible things

The cycle repeats

Memories are made

But not one seems to be joyful

Left to deal with the pain

They resort to these things

The kids of nowadays

With scars on their arms

Drinks in their hands

Cigarettes in their mouths

Filled with hurt

With no one to count on

No will to live on

With nothing to look forward too

The kids of nowadays are Hurtin’ and Cryin’

Unable to hide it anymore

Unable to contain the dread

A broken mirror

Never the same

Even when put back with precision

The kids of nowadays

With heavy shoulders

They carry the burden of their pain

Exhaustion…

Not from running with friends

Or a stressful day at school

But rather a mental fatigue

These kids of nowadays…

They need help

By Chimezirim Opara