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I am the product of the underestimation of a generation

I am the result of too many open ears and not enough open minds

I cannot cry for I cannot disturb others with my tears

I was taught to ignore my fears not to face them

I am allowed to make mistakes but I am expected to be perfect

I should not flaunt my strength and I shouldn't show my weaknesses

If my wounds don't show I am not injured

If I'm confident I am called arrogant and if I'm unsure I am sneered at

I have too many friends and the same number of enemies

I'm too young to make my own decisions but to old to expect help

I should dream but but be realistic

I am the product of abandonment 

I am the product of too many contradictions filled into one soul

I am the product of the deterioration of a generation 

 

 

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