Our elders

Our elders

They don’t understand us

Oh, how often they don’t understand us

Is it due to the age difference?

Is it due to the lack of attempts?

Is it due to modernity?

I don’t know.

Nobody knows.

But how could we ever be able to do so?

We grew up differently

Grew up with different topics, different technology, different standards, different systems

Do they ever try to understand us?

Do they ever try to understand our struggles, our problems?

Do they ever try to understand our thoughts, our acts?

Do they ever try to understand our hopes, our fears?

They claim they do.

I don’t.

Because I don’t know them.

Nobody knows them.

They are strangers – strangers we live together with

Strangers we are honest with

Strangers we lie to

Strangers we love

Strangers we hate

Strangers we want to be like

Strangers we never want to resemble

Strangers we look up to

Strangers we despise