Confessions of a 2020 Teen

It’s here
A new year
Adults keep talking about
Things will be clear.

Yet, I fear
My generation won’t mature
Unless things change quickly
And cause division to disappear.

I’m ready to hear
How I can steer
Through the chaos and confusion
Of the separation, accusations, diseases, and negative atmosphere

I want it to be clear
The derision that I hear
Makes it difficult for my generation
To have hope for the future.

Yes, the year
Is here
Let’s see what changes appear.