All I want to do is create.
I hope to use one day to ease this financial burden,
I didn’t ask for.
Although, this means so much more,
Than making a living.
My soul is crying out.
Pieces of me are dying,
Every day that I waste time NOT writing.
And this generation,
Said to be more self-centered than those that came before us.
We have the Renaissance.
The scientific revolution.
The age of enlightenment.
We have the signing of our constitution.
And yet another revolution.
That last one,
You must have learned about in high school.
But let’s not get too ancestral.
I know it’s easily forgotten,
When your mind is overflowing,
With the opinions of other men and women.
The key lies in modernization…
So what do we have now?
The social media era?
And what will come of all that has begun?
When all you have is 140 characters,
And if you say too much,
No one will want to read it.
Every word I write,
I fucking bleed it.
But if it ain’t a selfie,
A text from a fuckboy,
Or a cute cat video…
This generation doesn’t see it.
They don’t need it.
But my dreams will not be jaded.
This fire within me will never die.
An attempt to extinguish it,
Will leave me feeling suffocated.
So this hunger I have,
I must feed it.
And one day I’ll be able to say, “I made it.”
There’s no doubt about that,
It’s for this day I live,
And I WILL obtain it.
And half of those I know right now,
Will see my posts and probably scowl,
“This is too long, I won’t read it.”
*Side note: In case you were wondering, yes, “When your mind is overflowing with the opinions of other men and women” is totes stolen from Sherwood Anderson’s “his mind filled to overflowing with the words of other men.”
A few things:
1: I don’t normally do this sort of thing. (Ya know, plagiarize dead people.)
2: I just REALLY love the quote.
3: I don’t think he’ll mind…