Hello everyone, I will be unable to post anything as my younger cousin broke my computer.
I’m sick of tired of gen Alpha always being pictured as just the funny one in the background who has no real use, because in reality, most of us are too young for you guys to take us seriously, so we’re sitting on our beds, crying ourselves to sleep every night and you guys simply won’t understand because you don’t think a 10-year-old can have feelings so forgive me if I say that it’s demeaning and rude when you always put us into the funnier category because,
just because, we’re children doesn’t mean we have the mind of them because you have forced us to grow up so fast that we’re trying to cope with the fact that we have to be pictured to be more mature, so we’re both trying to act too cool and childish at the same time therefore we end up with an extreme existential crisis,
it feels very rude when somebody who’s older than me claims it just because I’m younger it means that I always have to be funny and excited and happy all the time but I am really not, there are scars, all over my entire body because I found a box cutter before school on a random Wednesday, so think about the fact that our generation is growing up in a world, where too much is expected of us, but when we meet the expectations, we get treated like we’re doing too much, and we always have to be happy all of the time, because we’re just too young to be sad.
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Author:
Creator of Mystery (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: September 4th, 2026 07:18
- Comment from author about the poem: More of a rant than poem, but i still love it.
- Category: Short story
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A write that each generation has felt, a right of passage so to speak. Heart felt growing pains expressed in this write. Nicely done
I dont think you intended that pun, but i love it.
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