Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2020complete | Page 85

Is That Just Me?
Carmel School - Elsa High School, Kanevsky, James – 15
Home isn't feeling like home anymore,
they try to make people listen to the word that they ignore,
I don't understand how we can trade,
freedom for order in a day
Safe and sound in your bed.
Until you open your mouth then you're as good as dead
Government dont want to hear your words
Government just wanna see your work
Speak up, and you will get beat
Fight back, and you will face the concrete
Greater Bay Area merging us together
Greater Bay Area making us redder,
Reds. beating kids in the street
Reds. playing dress up when they meet
Reds. forgetting their own names
Can't even remember their numbers.
They don't have an identity
But we are still holding on like its meant to be,
And I know that I don't fight
But you know, that I do care.
Watching this all go down
Makes my heart hit the ground
And maybe, I’m just too young
And maybe, I just don't get it yet
And maybe, I’m just to dumb
And maybe, I’ll just regret this then
But how can you let your choice slip,
How can you let your voice dip,
How can you let some man, sitting in his office smoking cigars
Tell you how far to go
Look, maybe I'm just overthinking
Maybe I'm just paranoid,
But doesn't it feel like we're sinking
Down inside a deeper void.
Doesn't it feel like they’re listening,
Searching for something more,
Doesn't it feel like we're trapped.
Stuck inside some endless war,
Or is that just me?