I'm a 2000's KID

I'm a 21st Century, 2000's kid

Grew up watching everything, 

From Sherlock to Wake Up Sid.

Remember praying to God with my friends,

Asking for teenage to arrive sooner 

With desperate sincerity....

But instead of celebrating this youth, 

We ended up fighting depression and anxiety.

It's all so exhausting,

Every second seems uninspiring,

I'm drained out- emotionally and physically,

Just hopelessly dreaming....

Oh wait, what news did Instagram now bring?

Never imagined being quarantined,

For the whole of 2020

Was really possible,

These online sessions had me going berserk,

How much can I go on asking,

"Hey, am I audible?"

Each day passes, and I still have 

A hard time believing in the actuality,

That comes with the negligence ,

Of what really matters-

Racism, gender disparity and

HOMOSEXUALITY (!!!)

Yes, let's talk about that, shall we?

Okay, so I do find girls pretty,

And some boys not handsome,

But now I'm scared of the 'vigilance committee',

'Coz who knew I'd be judged,

For expressing my admiration for womankind,

With such unnecessary brutality?

And then there's THAT Aunty Ji,

With whom nothing new ever sits right,

"Uff, ye aaj-kal ke bacche!",

With that conventional tone, she'll recite,

But riddle me how it's any of her business,

If my skirts are short, or my jeans too tight?

I belong to a generation,

Which believes in everything interwoven,

Beyond time, space and borders,

Which believes in progress,

Of both sons and daughters,

All this while struggling with

Social, mental and eating disorders.

I'd like to confirm the fact,

That we have all experienced heartache,

In one form or another-

Oh, about it, I just think and shudder,

Indeed, we have all experienced heartache.

Who knew you could be so young,

And lose all your innocence,

With just a single heartbreak?

It also sort of kills me how,

They take us so lightly out there:

Taking our voices for granted,

Is an indication of what they think of Mother Earth:

'Coz the world outside their narrow minds,

Is burning,

The ocean beside their sea of thoughts,

Is churning,

Children apart from their own are in hopes,

Of learning and earning,

But for the planet's needs, all they do is

Act self absorbed and undiscerning? 

No, don't tell me what I'm supposed to do,

Rather, guide me, show me, and leave me astray.

I want to walk among this wilderness,

And carve myself a fresh path- each new day.

Side note to my 'mom of a teenage girl',

Don't you worry,

I'll be back before the Sun's last ray :)

All things aside,

Call me an old soul if you like, 

But am I the only one awkward with this

'Online love' culture and trend?

To me, it's so puzzling,

For God's sake, all I want to do,

Is find myself a loyal and true friend!

Ahhh, always stressed out,

My mind forever clouded and shaded,

One second I'm fine,

And the next, I'm all things jaded.

So sick of people losing hoping in me,

Even those, that I've always trusted.

I would make so many amends, 

If only I knew what wrong I did!

But perhaps it's the way I'm wired,

After all, 

I'm a 21st Century, 2000's kid.

Signing off in awesomeness.

BY

Tiara Arora, 

cleopatratia18@gmail.com