They read in the papers and hear on the air
Of stealing and killing and crime everywhere
They sigh and say as they notice the trend,
'This young generation, when will it end? '
But can they be sure that it's our fault alone,
That part of the problem they should claim as their own?
Are they less guilty who place in our way,
Objects and subjects that lead us astray?
Too much hating, not enough love
Maybe we should give peace a little shove
Too much money and too much idle time
Too many movies of passion and crime
Too many books not fit to be read
Too much evil in what we hear said
Too many children encouraged to roam
Too many parents who never stay home
We don't make the movies or publish the books
We don't paint cool pictures of gangstas and crooks
Drugs and alcohol, they trouble our brain
They're done by older folk who are greedy for gain
Delinquent teenagers, oh how you condemn
The sins of a nation and you blame it on them
By the laws of the blameless, the savior made known~
OverlookedI dont want to click this.
I dont want to read your writing.
It isnt a colourful drawing
With a story told in one glance.
There are words here to decipher,
And reading them once might not be enough.
If I cant see into your soul in one glance
Maybe your soul isnt worth being seen.
So Ill go my merry way
And type out a comment to that generic Naruto fanpic
And never wonder what precious insight
Your words have to offer.
in love with a dream catcheryou packed your old suitcase full of pink roses
and set out to find where the
using the moon beams through tree branches
to guide you.
you wanted to lay your head in the grass
tangle your hair in the sedge
and have music surround you from every
unmeasured inch of earth that equals the outdoors.
you wanted to press your fingers into the top soil
and bottom soil
while it was still cool and kept its fresh
you said everyone's dreams were caught
on angel hair-
[a prettier name for spider webs]
that silvery thread that floats on the wind and
sticks to your face.
i didn't believe you, but
i could see in your eyes
that you were going to be the one to find those dreams.
you were going to
[be the one to]
sail away one misty morning in a boat
just because you wanted to.
just because the world wanted to
when i held you
and when you were closest to me
i felt you getting further away. it scared me
but i knew you
[didn't belong to me]
were a wild