2*11*04   written for my generation



the lies you spill poison the minds of the young and naive
you all sound so stupid
bragging about the idiotic things that brought you here
you think you sound cool
and maybe to the rest you do
but i see through the web of lies you spin
i don't get trapped in this sticky diversion of yours
i'm sure i used to be like this
if you only realized the influence you have on these people
you'd watch what you say and do
don't build a fantasy world for them
illusions of freedom
illusions that don't really exist
since when do we scatter to be the best bad ass?
to compete with others
to submit the stupid shit you've done and challenge other troublemakers
who wants that title?
"Billy Bad Ass"
what's so cool about OD-ing on acid?
what's so cool about getting knocked up at the age of 13?
what's so cool about sleeping with more people then there is cities in texas?
is there honor in being a druggie, a whore, a prostitute, a drop-out, alcoholic, liar, stealer, a self-mutilator?
i know a lot of children with that dream don't you?
just the other day i heard a little boy say "when i grow up i want to be a cocaine dealer."
when did the standards change?
this generation is going to hell
kids bragging about gang-banging, stabbing their math teacher, screwing their girlfriend in the bathroom
the world grows scarier everyday place where i don't want to be
a place where i'm reluctant to bring my kids into
it's sad that a generations' ignorance could ruin the future.
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