Society is screwing us
Teenage suicide, not much of a fuss,
Isn’t sad that kids younger than me are more real than adults are nowadays?
10 years old dead because of life fucking them, eh didn’t matter anyway.
Trashing Mother Nature
Wow! Real Mature.
I think that adults are more optimistic because they knew the world before us,
Shouldn’t be because now 5 year olds know how to use a gun, thinking it’s fun until their life is done.
No one cares,
The softest men have the meanest face,
Say one thing automatically related to race,
No emotions are allowed to be shown
Or else you’re off the ship, thrown.
Common sense is now the new crime
The head of the USA should look at the Tails of this dime, I’ll tell ya it’s not fine.
Be disappointed in me,
I’m used to it by now,
I shouldn’t but I am,
Nowadays you have to live by the rules or you’re a villain.
Gen Z tell me one time in this society you were truly happy and has that same level of happiness ever reached you again?
Now I ask the adults,
Is it really our fault?
Even though this I bet you don’t understand me
Well that’s the new society
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Author:
JD Puni (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 27th, 2023 02:43
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
I think each generation shares in the good and bad, which is in each person. It's not really 'the good old days' nor 'the bad old days' of generations of the past.
For I do not disagree because that is a valid point a lot of people feel what I felt when I wrote that which is sad and depressing because we are the children of world and we’re being treated like trash
Maybe it happened in generations gone by. And should I add 'also'? I mean, older look down on younger? But younger may mistreat the older too.
If I’m being honest sir I don’t think you’re wrong at all because that’s definitely a possibility but what I write is how I see the main issue and the world because that’s how it’s made now
Is it changing fast?
Or has it always been this way?
Or is it generational?
Seek and you shall find.
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