That Generation, their generation, our parents and the people on TV, they're always saying, "Children are our future, yes, it's your generation that really matters, you who are going to fix everything."
Fast forward to this generation, My Generation, and sure, we're going to fix everything. We're post-X, all of the drugs and none of the values; kids shouting racist every time something doesn't go their way and kids running to mommy and daddy so they don't have to deal with their own problems. Every kid beyond the age of seven has a cell phone laptop x-box, because who needs real friends when you have... Contacts? We're a soft generation, taking offense at every conceived wrong, but note this: only when it happens to Us. We defend our integrity and then run to the bathroom for a quick joint or injection, won't even try to half-ass anything, much less aim for perfection, that is, unless mom and dad say so. No one does anything for themselves anymore, everything coming out of our mouths is, "Because my parents/friends/that guy on the internet said so." We all want to be rock stars or actors, the next Brad Pitt or big rapper, but only if we don't have to work for it. Operating under the belief that everything should be handed to us, everything should go our way, we set ourselves up for the opposite of greatness for a quickie and an iPod while bullshitting everyone around us so they'll believe we'll be the next tabloid god, and if someone says we won't we react with polyurethane anger because in constructive criticism we face the danger that we will be confronted with Truth.
This generation, My Generation, it's Generation Abomination, but we can't call it that because most of us can't spell it, can't spell anything beyond the second syllable. God dammit! We can't do anything anymore; we have inspiration block and fake bleeding hearts and our starving artists just eat the shit served at McDonalds and Burger King. Everyone's germophobic, xenophobic, homophobic, and bibliophobic and no one knows why.
In this generation, My Generation, boys and girls whisper, "I love you," into the ears of anyone who looks to be an easy lay before turning around to their parents to scream, "I hate you! But I'm going to a movie tonight, could you pay...?" Like the dollar bill of theU.S.A. , backed with nothing are the words we say and yet we repeat them day after day as though repetition instills them with more meaning than yesterday.
This generation, My Generation, an entire generation raised on Halo and Call of Duty and Seinfeld, screens as far as the eye can see, obstructing our vision for leagues with pointless entertainment that inspires... nothing. We're walking around without Vision, refusing to learn basic multiplication and division, and we can't read a book without checking television. We never research, we just believe everything we hear, bend to all the sweet nothings whispered in our ear and only fear what others tell us to fear, though what we should be scared of is the shells of ourselves.
This generation, My Generation, what we're coming to is a future of nothing, hanging ourselves with telephone wires and computer cords, sealing ourselves off with walls of technology and ignorance, cutting each other off with ten foot tall digital fences. A nation of illiterates and misfits, half of us anorexic and the other half fat and I ask myself, is what we want... that? Lives lived in misplaced fear and hate without actual conversations penetrating our defenses, souls crushed under the weight of screens and lenses, dying without having to take any chances?
I refuse that fate
Fast forward to this generation, My Generation, and sure, we're going to fix everything. We're post-X, all of the drugs and none of the values; kids shouting racist every time something doesn't go their way and kids running to mommy and daddy so they don't have to deal with their own problems. Every kid beyond the age of seven has a cell phone laptop x-box, because who needs real friends when you have... Contacts? We're a soft generation, taking offense at every conceived wrong, but note this: only when it happens to Us. We defend our integrity and then run to the bathroom for a quick joint or injection, won't even try to half-ass anything, much less aim for perfection, that is, unless mom and dad say so. No one does anything for themselves anymore, everything coming out of our mouths is, "Because my parents/friends/that guy on the internet said so." We all want to be rock stars or actors, the next Brad Pitt or big rapper, but only if we don't have to work for it. Operating under the belief that everything should be handed to us, everything should go our way, we set ourselves up for the opposite of greatness for a quickie and an iPod while bullshitting everyone around us so they'll believe we'll be the next tabloid god, and if someone says we won't we react with polyurethane anger because in constructive criticism we face the danger that we will be confronted with Truth.
This generation, My Generation, it's Generation Abomination, but we can't call it that because most of us can't spell it, can't spell anything beyond the second syllable. God dammit! We can't do anything anymore; we have inspiration block and fake bleeding hearts and our starving artists just eat the shit served at McDonalds and Burger King. Everyone's germophobic, xenophobic, homophobic, and bibliophobic and no one knows why.
In this generation, My Generation, boys and girls whisper, "I love you," into the ears of anyone who looks to be an easy lay before turning around to their parents to scream, "I hate you! But I'm going to a movie tonight, could you pay...?" Like the dollar bill of the
This generation, My Generation, an entire generation raised on Halo and Call of Duty and Seinfeld, screens as far as the eye can see, obstructing our vision for leagues with pointless entertainment that inspires... nothing. We're walking around without Vision, refusing to learn basic multiplication and division, and we can't read a book without checking television. We never research, we just believe everything we hear, bend to all the sweet nothings whispered in our ear and only fear what others tell us to fear, though what we should be scared of is the shells of ourselves.
This generation, My Generation, what we're coming to is a future of nothing, hanging ourselves with telephone wires and computer cords, sealing ourselves off with walls of technology and ignorance, cutting each other off with ten foot tall digital fences. A nation of illiterates and misfits, half of us anorexic and the other half fat and I ask myself, is what we want... that? Lives lived in misplaced fear and hate without actual conversations penetrating our defenses, souls crushed under the weight of screens and lenses, dying without having to take any chances?
I refuse that fate
courtesy "M"
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