"that isn’t something society wants us to be, daring us to stay inside and let entertainment consume us, fill our brains with notions a young girl doesn’t need." --Call me crazy, and I know I've said this a few dozen times before, but it's your fault for proving me wrong again and again. I say this because the above stanza might be one of the most brilliant thoughts you've ever expressed. There is such an unrelentling, soft wisdom to this piece, the kind of thing most people don't realize until it's too late. It's obvious that it's far from too late for you. Your tone in this is of someone who has seen plenty but knows that there's still a hell of a lot more left. The last couple stanzas suggest that you have one foot in the past but the other foot and both eyes fixed squarely on the future. This is a poem from someone who has so much more to tell us. I have no doubt about that whatsoever.

Something readable again and again; the thing touched here upon is wonderful, but I still wonder have you selected the best form, rhythm and words. I would have loved much less revelation, much more tremble; maybe more of revelation makes it more powerful, maybe, but then would another structure make it even more so? In any case, a brilliant attempt of expression.

Yes. Sometimes we just need the simple things. It is easier to be happy when all one needs are simple pleasures.