Our Crying Generation..

As a young adult growing in today's society, I know how easy it is to lose yourself to others, and media. I'm going to speak about it

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow It’s only a day away It turns into the longest of days That moment you realize what you were going to do tomorrow Should’ve got done yesterday Did you call to say hello Did you check in on that friend who’s going through it No time right? You have your own issues and drama to sort out The rest of the world will have to wait until tomorrow But tomorrow didn’t come They came and went And you had no last words No closure just regrets Just guilt Now you’re left with Memories so old they’re starting to get fuzzy But still you don’t learn Days are going by and words you said You’d live by are now a distant good bye Tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll love ya tomorrow But will you So caught up in the past and what happened We can’t even get through today with a smile at each other We have children to raise That’s all the love we seem to share That’s the only thing we seem to care About But I’ll love you tomorrow Or maybe in 18 years when they’re out of the house I kind of need you on standby For now be my live in friend We can play together every now and again What kind of conclusion is this Pay attention to your elders How’d that work out for them? Love for your spouse shouldn’t be A piece of the meal you put on the back burner Anything left on the back burner gets burned Anything left on the back burner gets forgotten It’s pushed to the side while the more important parts of the meal have the front row How could I expect you to wait around, getting so close to burning out How could I-wait,i have some things i need to tend to I’ll have to finish that thought tomorrow

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Backburner

7 days a week,repeat. 7 days a week, repeat. Life is constant, nonstop moving. We’re creatures of routine and that’s when we start losing. Losing ourselves, losing time Losing who we want to become, trying to convince ourselves in our minds that it’s okay. Tomorrow, maybe, but not today. I have to do x, y and z But in all that routine, we start to lose sight of me, lose sight of we. No more putting self first, no more worrying about the family unit because work has to come first. Ironic. House work. Feed the kids, no time to play Please babe not right now, let’s try another day. Yet we are always finding time to put on a scene for social media Here’s my life, it’s going great, partial truths we keep feeding ya(followers) 7 days a week, all labeled specifically We have 7 days a week to live life differently We get caught up in trying to help everyone around us No time for self or the household, this kind of routine mentally pounds ya We’ll realize it all when it’s too late, Give it a go tomorrow, i have something else on my plate Just skimming through life like a book we said we seem to care about, but treating everyday like just another page turner. No time for self, i have to do x,y and z, I’ll handle it later, just leave it on the back burner.

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The smart man sees the problem he's in and figures out ways to get out of it but the wise man finds ways to avoid getting into the problem altogether.

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More than a vote

He’s just a man, He has no pull All excuses the more fortunate are seeming to use Our nation decided that’s the face they wanted the world to see This nation decided they have no care for you or me I’m talking about us, the less fortunate, the never poor enough but never rich enough to be provided school lunch I’m talking about us, the ones who don’t fall below the line but we sure aren’t high enough to be living fine This nation decided bigotry and hate is how we want to be perceived This nation decided it has absolutely no love for you or me I’m talking about the you and me who have known what paycheck paycheck meant since such a young age The you and me who’ve never had a platform or stage to rise above the cards life dealt The you and me who’s aspirations have to be put on the shelf so we can try and stay afloat in life with a boat that was always full of holes My life should be worth more but it isn’t to you all You see me and us as expendable as though our lives mean nothing at all Turn the tables and try to step in the shoes of us with pigmented skin If you take the time, you cannot tell me it was JUST a vote and mean what you’re saying from deep within

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Searching

I’m no longer a child, only at heart. I now have two children of my own and I’m hoping the world doesn’t tear apart Their dreams and aspirations, their ambitions and goals I just keep praying if anything happens, that Yah takes their souls This world has become worse while i was hoping for the better Peoples hearts are becoming cold as ice and it has absolutely nothing to do with the weather They’ve stopped caring about the betterment of people Love has been used to push a whole new evil I don’t want my children to grow up in a bubble thinking everything is great But i just keep holding on to hope waiting for the day the world offers love back on the plate

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Filth over Family

How stupid could you be

Mess up not once or twice but more than three

Seriously?

A father is supposed to be the foundation to a home

But whose foundation are being if all you do is roam

From house to house whore to whore

You shouldn’t be surprised when you attempt to come home

And find you aren’t able to walk through any door

We’ve changed the locks left you with the non-working keys

You want to cry now? you should’ve thought about that b4 and she wouldn’t had made you leave

How could you ruin our family?

How could you ruin my life?

How could you ever expect a man to treat your daughters well

When you don’t even know how to do so to your own wife

Or should I be saying wives since that’s what you act like you have

Are we really the only two you have or are there other children out there calling you dad

I love you but you hurt us and I hate what you’ve done to us

How could you even make the same mistakes again and again when you know what the word says about adulterers and lust

I gotta admit though you had me fooled.

You had me convinced my mother just had bad trust issues

I sincerely love you because you’re my father  but man oh man do I hate the things you do

I sent you a text back when you said sorry, I said popi I love you

And you said believe it or not I love you too

But how, how could you

I asked you last year if you were happy with your life

You shoulda just said no instead of bringing this much anger and hurt to your family-your children-your wife

I would have respected you more. I wouldn’t have been as hurt when you walked out the door

Because I woulda saw you leave as honest popi, my father who told the truth before messing up

Now you have me so hurt and angry I just wanna give that home wrecking whore a mean uppercut

You both ruined our lives

And at the end of the day, I do not forgive you yet but please don’t write us off as your daughters

Because I promise we’ll never write you off as our father.

Yet still, I'll never forget the day you chose a woman over us,

The day you threw everything away,

The day you chose filth over family.

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Who's paying the price

She'd rather be his "rida" than getting her own education.

He'd rather be her soldier than trying to bring change to a broken nation.

If I have his baby he'll stay with me forever,

Once she has this baby I'm going to act like I never even met her.

Broken families bringing forth broken children.

Mothers stripping fathers disappearing.

Fake bodies, fake women, these are the idols we've leaving for these children.

Barbie this barbie that, she's my b**ch heard in every other rap.

Where are the wholesome men and women,

the ones who are trying to be doctors or lawyers, or even the ones looking to make a decent living.

With how scarce these few amazing people are, we have children growing wishing

For a bad b**ch, some side woman and an expensive car.

There is nothing wrong with wanting "the better things life has to offer"

But how far are these celebrities making our generation want to go in order to receive that offer?

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“Let's tell the truth to people. When people ask, 'How are you?' have the nerve sometimes to answer truthfully. You must know, however, that people will start avaoiding you because, they, too, have knees that pain them and heads that hurt and they don't want to know about yours. But think of it this way: If people avoid you, you will have more time to meditate and do fine research on a cure for whatever truly afflicts you.” ― Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter

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a few things that hold way too much value in today's generation.. media control is deeper than you let yourself believe..

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I'm constantly told I have a mature mind and outlook on the world beyond my years...with some many words running through my head, I'll finally be able to get out these words I've never said.

Enjoy!

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A Sobbing Generation

For years Iv'e been saddened by the way this generation has portrayed itself, and I've finally decided to speak out about it from my perspective...if you're just as upset as i am, follow me along this journey of confusion, heart ache, some laughter, and questions that may or may not have answers about this generation we live in that's manipulated by media.

-ds.

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You not a leader cause they follow you on twitter And you not a man based up on your age and your gender If you die tonight you'll probably die a boy Chasing toys objectifying these women thinkin they gon' bring you joy Don't you want more than last night's braggin rights?

Lecrae-No regrets

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we say one thing, but mean another.

I hear them say they want to be treated like queens, wined and dined, taken out in their man's limousines. Funny how these chicks want men, but refuse to act like a lady. Calling themselves b*ches and ready to fight another female who calls them just that, or when that same man refers to them as one. I'm waiting for the generation who becomes innovators rather than hypocrites..

“What you do speaks so loudly I can’t hear what you are saying.”  ― Henry Adams

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these tears i cry, shall not be the last.."