My Generation

My Generation...

 

We are the new wave of our race,  

The architects of our own maze…

 

We work hard for what we desire,

But soon boredom extinguishes our fire…

 

We always search for something new,

But before long with it we are through…

 

We have Dreams that get bigger by the day,

But we don’t work on them,

And as dreams they stay…

 

The confidence in ourselves we tear apart,

When we don’t finish what we start…

 

We try to grow up as soon as we can,

But we want to be kids when they call us a man…

 

All our money and time we spend to get high,

We spend even more in rehab as our insides die…

 

Purpose is a concept we don’t really understand,

Yet success we demand…