Lost in a see of faces,
Each lonely, hurt, crying
Eyes full of disgrace
Pain showing as if each were dying

Walking at a pace set by unseen masters,
Slaves to promises of our past,
That in itself promises to be a disaster,
Praying each breath be our last.

I look to my left, and see so many depressed eyes
Looking, praying for an end,
To my right the same silent cries,
Begging for the relief, the comfort that death will hopefully send.

The worst pain of all is most evident where I walk,
The pain caused by the worlds most tossed about word,
It’s used falsely with no meaning at all
The thought, the idea, the meaning of “love”, to us is now absurd.

Males use the word so lightly to take advantage of a girl,
Not knowing the effects,
Then when she turns up pregnant we run away,
Still not caring, or changing our mentality of sex

Perhaps this is all our fathers and mothers fault,
They cheat, lie, hurt, kill, and leave each other.
All of us were left it the middle like some prize each party sought
We just wanted the warm smile of a father, the embrace of a mother…

“Equal rights!” was once screamed across our great nation,
And so it was awarded to all.
But now race is still a deciding factor,
Black, white, red and yellow, this hate for each other will be our fall…

We are labeled as the most horrid generation ever,
Because of the need of attention we show.
Maybe if those before us would not have ruined us forever,
We wouldn’t feel this pain they caused that continues to grow.

As a generation, we generally do not care.
Nothing will change; the hurt won’t go away,
The only comfort, is the comfort of the pain we know we each share
And the generation before us must eventually leave, and then it’s all in our hands: how they will pay.