'99 to '17 Blues

Somehow too big AND too small for your boots

Waiting for dreams to come true that

Haven’t been dreamt yet

Placing bets

On how to become an overnight success.

Your time is nigh

And in your mind

Everyone born before 1999

Has already claimed their fame,

Made their name for the masses

You’ll only be at ease when you find expertise

In a field that you haven’t even discovered

Uncovering, all the while, little false truths about the world

Like how everyone’s better than you’ll ever be

Or were.

You’re cute, but not beautiful,

You’re smart, but not intelligent,

You’re trying so hard to be everything you can possibly be

“This 'Me' Is the best damn 'Me' you’ll ever see” but I see you

Look into the mirror in night

And feel in your heart that something’s not right

Not that nose

Not that hair

None of this face is supposed to be there

It’s meant to already be mature and flawless

And even then I’m meant to know how to make it flawless on my own

No skill

No power

Towering over you are these expectations

Complications, obstacles you set yourself

Ready to go and be more

No longer mediocre

With a voice that’s not fantastic

With a body that’s not elastic or

Plastic, picture perfect

But if you say that, well, damn you to that place in Hell

For all the "selfish" and the "privileged" belles.

All’s well for you, you can’t complain

And crying is as bad as just screaming for attention.

Attention, please! My fellow ’99 children

I have a message and it’s underneath all this heartache and violence on this page

Coming out in a rambling rage after one of the worst fights of my life

Talking to my mother about how I feel aimless

And she tells me there’s no point to being jealous

Over-zealous in my reaction, there’s a lot of pain

Not just now but for a good long while

I might not believe it now, but it will come:

You’ll dream a dream that you can follow

And then you can swallow

All your pride and

Stop worrying about being a sensation!

You will find all the right sensations one day, I promise you

You will be worthwhile and free of worry of judgments, all but your own

Which will be clearer and happier than you’ve ever known.

'99 to '17 is not an accurate title,

Because you will go on much longer,

Become stronger,

And learn to think smarter and be kinder

To yourself. Do yourself a favor

Savour this moment of cathartic relief and

Breathe.

You’ll see.

You’ll see.

’99.’99.’99 go.

Go wherever you want to go.

You

Will

Make

Yourself

Proud