This One's for You, Modern World

Why are you blaming me?
It’s your fault,
You made me.
I’m not a child covered in finger paints
this mess won’t just rub off.

You taught me how to walk,
to talk.
I’m so mortified
Because I don’t remember
How not to be your puppet

Don’t make me put my mask back on
It doesn’t fit right
Please.
I know what’s under is hideous,
But you’re clutching me too tight

“Damn kids”
You spit
But can’t you see
(silly)
We’re your kids

-china-