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I am from a century I wish to escape
Justin Bieber, One Direction, and YOLO swag
Where if you are intelligent, you’re strange
But cool if your pants sag
Can anyone explain that to me?
I am from boy bands, but I listen to rock
Sparkly pink, neon skinny jeans
How do I stand out in all black?
Everyone else looks the same to me
This generation is way out of whack
I am from lol, rofl, and omg
Srsly wht if we rlly talkd like this?
Where has English gone?
Surely this is not the same thing
Shakespeare must be rolling in his grave
I am from the 21st century
Where intelligence is neglected
Boy bands are worshiped
And there is no music on MTV
What happened?
And how can we fix it?
Justin Bieber, One Direction, and YOLO swag
Where if you are intelligent, you’re strange
But cool if your pants sag
Can anyone explain that to me?
I am from boy bands, but I listen to rock
Sparkly pink, neon skinny jeans
How do I stand out in all black?
Everyone else looks the same to me
This generation is way out of whack
I am from lol, rofl, and omg
Srsly wht if we rlly talkd like this?
Where has English gone?
Surely this is not the same thing
Shakespeare must be rolling in his grave
I am from the 21st century
Where intelligence is neglected
Boy bands are worshiped
And there is no music on MTV
What happened?
And how can we fix it?
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ENOUGH!
There are times when I feel like tearing these pages apart,
Or perhaps, throwing this BLOODY song into the fire and watching it BURN!
Maybe I'll start plucking the keys from my keyboard,
Or simply swipe everything off the desk.
Each item shattering into a hundred pieces,
Much like the fragments of my dying inspiration.
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And watchers
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… But I have so few
In comparison
Mona Lisa never was perfect
But still it’s
Art
And is viewed everyday
By thousands
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Osteophilic
He loved his bones.
The way they never asked too much of him
or protested his requests.
There was nothing superfluous in their design;
simple, sleek, and uncomplicated.
They were spry, robust
ready to take on the world with
sharp and fluid motions.
His bones were not brittle like she was.
Not so breakable or frail,
not so expendable.
They didn't bend under pressure
or fracture under stress.
He loved his bones -
their ivory purity eased his soul -
and he was proud of the way
they held everything together
so effortlessly.
She knew one day he'd stomp this
old flame out, long before 'death do us part.'
Cremation had never been part
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this is what I think of this generation...and I'm part of it haha
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We can't fix it. Unless we brain wash every person in the world. I don't even know what started the change. Technology maybe?