ΜΑΘΗΤΕΥΟΝΤΑΣ ΣΤΟ ΠΟΛΙΤΙΣΜΟ ΜΕ ΛΟΓΟ_ΤΕΧΝ_ΑΣΜΑΤΑ

Ποίημα  μαθήτριας  της Α΄ λυκείου

Fake reality.

It was the 3d of the 8^th on

A summer shiny day.

You would tell me how you leave this place

And then fly far away.

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I said I’d follow you

Because I can’t stand,

The fact that this reality

Is based on lies and other fake stuff.

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Because I’m sick of this life

Full of misery and depression.

We have to stay strong.

We are the new Generation.

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In my childhood years

I used to play on the streets.

We would run and run around the trees

With our hearts upon our sleeves.

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We were playing, we were dancing,

We had imagination.

We were building forts and watching dragons, outside

Not inside a PlayStation.

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We used to have dreams

Wanted to see the world

We wanted so bad to achieve

But now all of this is gone.

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Because out there some people

Only care about the money.

They are stepping over us

And we are all just crawling.

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Although that’s our reality

And we have to face it.

Go through the dimensionality

Our mind keeps creating.

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We live in a world

Who only cares about perfection.

I know I’m not respected

But at least Congratulations!

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I’m proud for being imperfect

I don’t care anymore.

The only thing I’ll say now

Is that I’ll prove them wrong.

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