Lost

I'm pondering about life
Contemplating about the future
What's wrong or what's right?
Am I significant or am I useless?
My conscience tells me the truth
Society is riddled with lies
Don't acknowledge the poisoned youth
Even they have closed eyes
Am I on the wrong path?
Or has the universe betrayed me?
Only a God could do the math
And that is the level I wish to reach
Someone save my generation
Before we die of starvation

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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