It’s not supposed to be like this.
I want to feel treasured, not buried.
Impressed, not repressed.
I want the world to see my wings and
hear my voice on the other side of the line.
I am a revolutionary without a revolution.
Desperately eager in my noble causeless cause,
with a lip-synched national anthem.
I am incapable of saying goodbye
I am strained quietly
through a sieve of automated best interests.
I am confused, weary and hopeful
I wish I had the courage
to be my own knight in shining armor
I wish you would listen.