We're Okay.

We are young but not young enough to be carefree
We are old but not old enough to be responsible.
We can see change so close we can almost touch.taste.
We are restless to leave but afraid of letting go.
We are not the future anymore.
We are the present.
We have our whole life ahead of us.
We just figured out it is way more tricky than we thought.
We may have time but our time to make mistakes is running out.
We heard this was normal. those who made it insisted.
We can't understand how anything this nerve wracking is normal.
We wonder where those who don't make it are sent.
We had a lot of lessons in the art of growing up.
We feel cheated and uneducated and unready.
We get frustrated and insecure and frustrated with being insecure.
We know it's not the end of the world, only some days we hope it is.
We feel alone in crowds.
We would much rather be alone in our rooms.
We are young enough and angry enough and naive enough to put the world on hold
and dance to our favorite songs
and laugh at our problems
and trivialize our fears
and crib about salt shakers
and other things that don't matter
with people who do
and it's okay.
We're okay.

We've got to be.

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