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The Life of a Hitler Youth Pretender

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Sitting, listening straight as a rod

I hear all about their lies

I go through the drills, as we continually trod

They talk about the perfect color of eyes

I obey

I am lying

Hiding beneath a false mask

If they knew, I would be dying

I cry inside, as I perform these undesirable tasks

I obey

Wishing so much that I could stand up

But for me that would mean death

Wishing again for my Scarlet Cup

I stop, pausing to take a breath

I obey

My family is a lie

My entire life is a fake

Wanting to be able to say goodbye

My being is sore with a deepening ache

I obey

The lies I hear and the lies I tell leave me riled

In an attempt for survival I was left to fend

Playing, faking it all like the game of a child

Hiding beneath a deadly game of pretend

I will no longer obey

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