This is the generation of looks

Not smarts and books,

Smallest waist, Prettiest face

I don’t fit in

Born in the wrong time

This is not my place

Too many standards,

Endless expectations

This is not for me

Drama fuels these hallways

Excuses and lies, pumping through veins

I am not like these people

I refuse to take part

We are truly a lost generation,

Unbelievably confused and hopelessly corrupt

Mindful of the past

Forgetful of the future

Take me to a simpler time

Without social media

a false sense of reality  

Different perspectives, Greater Priorities

People with more personality

Talking instead of texting

Making connections without wires

Living in the moment

Our time is soon to expire

We are not our parents

Times have changed

This is my sad generation

We are desperate,

so much is left unexplained