Oct 25, 2005 09:41
A time capsule of Teenage Days
As typical things I would include:
A pair of old ripped jeans, a handful of cigarette butts, some broken bottles, and a cassette tape full of the cries of a million depressed kids and the anger and hatred of the generation.
Multiple loud angry CDs, the blood from a thousand worthless fights on the street, an ocean of tears, countless dirty needles and eviction notices.
A door key to signify all the kids kicked out of home.
A record of the lives snatched away by murder.
The cries of the distraught families and the last letter from a million suicides.
Weapons stained with innocent blood and haunted by the cries of their defenceless victims.
Safety pins, makeup and earrings from endless teenagers expressing themselves or trying to fit in.
And for the rarity I would include:
Gravel from a street still safe to walk on.
A private journal with no hate or profanity.
A souvenir of an innocent child brought up without knowing the evil of the world.
A part of society where minority groups aren’t looked down on or discriminated against.