Save Me

~You try to save me, but I'm not broken--at least not in the way you think.

~There's so much more than what you see, in all of us, & not just me.

~We view the world through a jaded mirror; we listen on a frequency you cannot hear. Perhaps if you turned down the volume on your television? Perhaps not.

~We see beauty in what you discard; find wisdom in what you deem nonsense.

~It's what sets us apart & gives us our voice.

~We're not ashamed of it--why should you be?

~You try to silence us, but we only scream louder. Shout & rant & learn to sing. Jagged, blistered, & raw.

~We band together like moths to a flame; reckless & free, we dance in the rain.

~We reject what you teach us--have our own moral code. It's not that nothing matters--but it's not the lies we're told.

~We inspire each other, & learn to trust ourselves.

~You cannot censor us. We scribble it on the walls, carve it into our skins. Seeking our place in a world that wasn't made for us. Trying to breathe.

~Brilliant minds & beautiful voices--discounted as odd. Left to rot. Waiting to be discovered. Waiting to be heard.

~We're here to stay--& you can't "save"us. We don't want to be saved.