we were young once too

we were young once too.
our music
misunderstood, our hair
long,
our clothes,
laughed at
by those older,
the way we spoke
and carried ourselves.
we believed in change
and revolt.
no different than now.
we were young too
once upon a time,
marching like
they are,
studying the ways of
elders,
so as not to repeat
what we did and become
so tired, so blue.