Your headphones are in
The world is out
Your eyes are down
There’s no one about.
Your phones in your hand
There’s no conversation
Tv’s and phones
This is now our generation
Being healthy is expensive
Fast food is so cheap
A day on the Xbox
A boat load of sleep
Parents can’t discipline
There’s so much refusal
The world is obsessed
With the whole gender neutral
Brexit it crazy
Everyone is vegan
We have lost all control
Do we really have freedom?
No more playing in the street
No more knocking a door
Take me way back
To 2004
~DJT
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Comments1
Good one.... i agree with you oh so much too.
Well written and contemporary.
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