Product
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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