- Liora Hyman
The Generation of Today
I can't understand our generation
We love to talk,
talking is our forte-
but not in person.
We love to party,
party all night long-
but only if there's booze.
Drunk driving, drunken decisions, drunken death,
always high above the ground,
feeling like we can fly
until we realize we don't have wings,
and die.
We are the broken generation.
The Generation of Today.
We are always high
high on drugs, high on life-
it's high time that changed.
We are obsessed with the obsolete.
Appearances on the outside are everything,
hollow bodies, hollow brains,
gold jewelry on ivory skin
fake bright colors hiding dark, boring hair
layers of creams and cover ups creating false identities
false impressions
false eyelashes blinking away emotions
Designer clothing covering the scars.
Appearances on camera are everything.
Pounds are photoshopped away,
camera lenses cloud your vision
so everyone is "beautiful".
People are fake,
and we drink it up
with the alcohol in a fuzzy haze
allowing ourselves to be the broken generation.
The Generation of Today.
Social Media eliminates being social.
We hole up in our rooms
half asleep posting yesterday’s vegan frappe which we knew tasted disgusting,
and today’s outfit of the day we didn’t actually go out in.
We live in the internet, a computer attached to us by a USB
but we don't need 2 computers.
We have a brain, yet we don't use it.
A person can ask us out and tear us down behind a portable screen,
with suggestion words scrolling along the bottom
like a conversation generator.
Do people speak? No.
Do people sing? Don't you dare!
Laryngitis is almost a thing of the past, nobody speaks anymore.
The call button is never used
no matter how long we've had the phone.
When we're hungry, we complain
tired, complain
bored, complain
and desperately wait for likes and followers.
We are soft,
we are weak,
we are the broken generation.
The Generation of Today.
We use our families as punching bags and never say thank you.
Siblings are torture
and parents are worse,
grandparents are gift givers reduced to a given.
What happened to loving sisters caring brothers?
Proud parents of their life's work?
Grandparents pinching cheeks?
It's all for granted,
"all for nothing"
all for the cameras, all for the media.
We are anorexic and obese
If we are skinny, we are normal
if we are normal, we are fat
and if we are fat, we aren't popular.
Why?
Why does it kill us?
We are taught by society that fat hearts are bad.
Fingers are for gagging not for intertwining.
Food is horrible,
pills are our friends-
until we choke-
or worse.
Razors are for slicing wrists
not shaving no longer.
Ropes are for dying,
not climbing or fun.
We are broken inside.
The broken generation.
The Generation of Today.
What is fun anymore?
I wouldn't know, ask the parents
but they're just as horrible.
When the child complains, give them ice cream
or the iPad
or the phone.
Teach them to multitask at the wheel,
not watch for passerby, or stop at stop signs
love them only for 100s and A+s not for trying their best.
Force them to be a money-cow, to never strive to be anything shy of a doctor or a lawyer, an accountant or a banker.
Music is impractical
art is a thing of the past
you don't have money, you're not happy.
Morals are changing
people are changing
and the generations to come are doomed
doomed by the world they will become part of,
by the Generation of Today.
We're told to be ourselves,