Our Youth Poem by Camilla Caruso

Our youth, failures to society,
Our youth, getting drunk and pregnant so young,
Our youth, secrets spilled “a slip of the tongue”
Our youth, filled with all this anxiety,
Our youth, with rareness of sobriety,
Our youth, in shame their parents heads are hung,
Our youth, to their past hopes they have all clung,
Our youth, all the same no variety,
Our youth, we don’t give them enough credit,
Our youth, we know they will regret it,
Our youth, they only want to express themselves,
Our youth, all they crave is a change, and food,
Our youth, not as demanding as we thought,
Our youth, they are taking a stand right now.