2004

i am too young to carry my ancestors’ pain on my back.

too young to feel the fangs of heartbreak biting at my heart

too young to harbor all this sadness,

too young to be this tired.

too young to have these eye bags,

too young to have this stress,

too young to live with grief,

too young to feel so dead

my life has just begun,

my life has just begun

18 years had seemed so far away

but here i am, at last

and now i have forever,

too young to live in the past

too young to say goodbye,

so i force out a “hello”,

in hopes that someone sees me,

and lightens up this load.

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[Written in July]

i'm not sure why this still feels relevant to this day.