I often felt this listless existentialism and as I spoke with peers I discovered this wasn’t a foreign insight
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Mass confusion and disillusion as millions pigeonhole themselves into mouse sized spaces
Word faces, unexplored places plague the people of my generation
This absence of an unbridled childhood doesn’t make me feel good.
It was widely understood that children are pure and malleable
That adults are infallible.
Yet, with the proliferation of unvetted information the terrorization rampant through the nation gets a stage to be heard
Many do not question or feel perturbed by absurd clickbait headlines
I can’t begin to recall how many times people asked
Where the red dot was or “Where the curry at cuz?”
People only hear buzz words
Words that punctuate, exacerbate, and permeate our culture
Creating divides and subcultures with no unification in sight
What happened to the nights we all felt as one?
Humans shared struggles, beliefs, and harbored grief
Looking towards another human for a sense of relief
Now we’re all taught to self-medicate because nobody really gives a damn anymore
But I don’t want to get lit anymore
I want to sit with plenty and discourse
Conversate about the past, future, and present
Not resenting those who aren’t like minded
I feel that being a listener and not a speaker opens up doors
To the palace of human interaction
Where infractions are taken lightly and conversations are held nightly
The desire for connection is inherent in all
Being alone makes the vast world we live in far too small