My Generation (No Date), by LaLa Leo Subscribe to rss feed for LaLa Leo

Sometimes I wonder if it's true,
How people's lives are worse than mine
and they still seek virtue.
It couldn't be me, I'ma just tell you
I give up right before things get better.
No, I'm not ignorant, stupid or dumb.
It's just that when it comes to stress,
I ain't the one.
I don't know how our elders endured it in the time before 
us.
The generation that's coming up now would just uproar in a 
fuss.
I love my grandparents, they taught me to honor the truth,
but I ask myself,
will it help me when I get grown and have to face the
people
who are uncouth.
OK, I'ma have to learn to stop complaining.
But, someone has to be willing to start explaining.
Thousands of people in our generation die everyday,
I know it's sad but don't you sometimes think it's our 
fault anyway!
I know it's sad to say, but our world is coming to an end.
But.. who says we'll be ready by then...

(My Generation - No Date)

LaLa Leo
Posted: 2009-07-22 20:18:00 UTC

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