The Last Generation
I found myself in a generation
Stranded and running out of time
But I wasn't alone
All around me people would be
But they'll never know what its like to see
Blinded by their confomaty and insecurities
Struggling to live the lies parents taught them
As the Earth turns from green to gray
We wave at happiness
goodbye
Hiding from the truth behind a screen
Second by second taking away our lives
I scream out
Look up and see
I scream out
Wake up and be the change this world needs
Did they hear me
I guess we will see
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