“Do you believe in the society we are living in? Is it so satisfying that you have to take a selfie, tweet, post, comment, retweet and don’t forget the hashtag it so that everyone can ‘like’ it, because in this so called great society likes on social media really fuels our egos but never fill our stomachs, it doesn’t pay the bills or make the world go around, at least for some people it does
What was once intimacy, celibacy and just being plain decent are now just ‘boring’, “who wants to date a girl that doesn’t show skin?” It’s so disappointing..i’m not bashing on this generation, because I do believe that this generation has so much to offer and give, but why...why can’t we live in a society that does not highlight sensation and social media bullshit. What is it about society that dissapoints me so much? Is it the fact the you study for more than 15 years of your life and end up with a debt sentence? Or is it the people that work ‘hard’ just to get recogniztions and applauses? Their faces are all over the media telling us how great this world is any everything is happy and dandy, and behind the green screen are kids living in apartments, with disfunctional families. We constantly play the guilt cards with everyone, telling stories of the sad and depressing things of our lives, of how your father was never there, how empty your dinner table is and how alcohol was no stranger in our childhood homes, so everyone can bow their heads, and give us praise..because we live in a society that craves to be praised for every little thing We all want to feel special, and loved, and wanted and be the center of attention..having spot light all over you, but when you are on stage, do you really play? Are you just putting up an act for people to see? Is this the real you? or are you pretending to be something you are not? When the day is over and your masks are thrown to the floor, are you satisfied with the choices you’ve made? or are you truly happy with who you are? It’s so curious, that we spend more time applauding for those who have succeeded instead of lifting up and encouraging those that have not, and yet the word ‘equality’ is spammed and glittered all over you Are you truly satisfied with the society you are living in? Are you at peace with those all around you or do you desire to have more? If only you would live up to your pretty quotes and posts, and be the change instead of talking about. It’s painful not to pretend, and in this modern and every day changing world we are living in, ask yourself..do you deeply believe in the society you are living in? Are you really satisfied with the choices you’ve made so far? I know I am. “ November 6th, 2015
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There was a time when ‘rebellious’ was just a word and we never acted upon it Where having dreams were just as normal as walking to school, and your next door neighbor that you knew since 5,walks with you to school every day It was back then, when we were always told what to do and we obeyed Never questioned nor did we swear We were told that having a diploma will get you far in life, but we were never told that we are going to have to struggle every day how some will have to work part-time jobs just to pay a tuition year while the innocent ones with open hearts fall in the arms of older men who later on marries them just to make them sex slaves for little money We were never told that most of us are going to end up fatherless before the age of 18 and how the longest friendships that you thought was going to last forever might end up in being strangers with memories Yes, we know we are suppose to grow up and accept how the ‘real world’ works But how are we suppose to adapt to a constantly changing world, in a generation that not even you would ever completely understand? Around this time last year I was an optimistic
I didn't write every feeling that I felt or had urges to put words on paper because; as you know paper has more patience than people. I lose my patience and temper very fast, and I can’t help it. I made a living out of making excuses for people and myself. It’s like every sentence that I said or wanted to say followed an “I’m sorry”, “It’s not your fault”, or a “maybe it wasn't intentional”. But I am not that person anymore. Making excuses that turned into anger and frustration all because my heart and my head didn't agree on a lot of choices that I made, my needs and wants. I used to question why I had a life full of obstacles, friends leaving and hearts mending and breaking every December. I complained about every situation that stared me in the face. But now it doesn't bother me, because every disappointing moment that makes my heart break into pieces turns into pieces of art. Writing poetry seemed to be my place of peace. I have a lot of dreams and ambitions. Having the constant want to fast-forward my life because the things I want at the moment are just “too much” for a girl my age. Being 18 and wanting to get married have a lot of children and having a great career. Wanting to travel abroad or just spend 3 days in a room with wide and tall shelves full of books and an old radio playing Bon Jovi songs or some Santana. I can’t hide who I am anymore or pretend to be that girl that I was a year ago, trying to make excuses for everyone and having to mend my own heart just so that I can get up the next morning, put a brave face and wish everyone good morning. While I know that not even 5 hours ago I was hoping that I wouldn't wake to see the sunlight and just stay in a dream for the rest of eternity. My mother didn't understand my faze changes, and constant mood swings all because I had too much to say or I was too emotional and I couldn't contain myself at times. This is the person that I always was; I didn't change or put on a mask. I just took a while to realize that my dreams may be too big and I just had the soul of a 30 year old. And as impossible as it may be, or as difficult that I am to understand, today I enjoy life with more pleasure than any teenager sitting at home, getting high on the weekends and getting hang over’s. |
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