We Know What We Want
We're dominated by facts about stupid shit.
We're ruled by botox, and want everything that's "in".
We want to be fashionable, we want to stay young.
Celebrities have power, lypo's number one.
The rich get the money, the poor have the streets.
War has taken over, peace does not exist.
We're sending out our loved ones to fight for such a lie.
No weapons of mass destruction, the government's wasting time.
Gas prices are growing, while religion is not.
Rapes come in numbers, and no one gets caught.
Teenagers are starving, or vomitting out their guts.
The perfect weight, the perfect figure, that's what they really want.
Children are neglected, uneducated, and abused.
Racism is everywhere, and people are always used.
Our friendships are fake, we only put on the smile.
We laugh and play along, so we don't have to go that extra mile.
We're greedy, we're selfish, and all full of lust.
There's not love in this world, for that we must adjust.
The past is forgotten, the future is a dread.
We rely on technology, and we take all the cred.
We don't respect our elders, and we never feed our pets.
We won't donate to shelters, and this will just progress.
The world is ending slowly, and we don't seem to care.
We are stooping oh-so low, there's no such thing as fair.
©Erin[psychotic]
Yes, I did write this poem myself. Please do not take it and use it for your own use.
We're ruled by botox, and want everything that's "in".
We want to be fashionable, we want to stay young.
Celebrities have power, lypo's number one.
The rich get the money, the poor have the streets.
War has taken over, peace does not exist.
We're sending out our loved ones to fight for such a lie.
No weapons of mass destruction, the government's wasting time.
Gas prices are growing, while religion is not.
Rapes come in numbers, and no one gets caught.
Teenagers are starving, or vomitting out their guts.
The perfect weight, the perfect figure, that's what they really want.
Children are neglected, uneducated, and abused.
Racism is everywhere, and people are always used.
Our friendships are fake, we only put on the smile.
We laugh and play along, so we don't have to go that extra mile.
We're greedy, we're selfish, and all full of lust.
There's not love in this world, for that we must adjust.
The past is forgotten, the future is a dread.
We rely on technology, and we take all the cred.
We don't respect our elders, and we never feed our pets.
We won't donate to shelters, and this will just progress.
The world is ending slowly, and we don't seem to care.
We are stooping oh-so low, there's no such thing as fair.
©Erin[psychotic]
Yes, I did write this poem myself. Please do not take it and use it for your own use.