An Opinion

With every day that passes,
I feel more and more worthless.
"Opinion"? what's that?
I don't know of such a word.

Neither the community or our society, not even home.
They don't want us to know.
After all.. We are just kids,
what do we know?

We need to grow up first,
will we then know?

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