An Ode to This Generation
Don’t be mad because we know your business
You took the bat
And hit the ball right to the pitcher
And what did the pitcher do?
Pass the ball.
What did you expect?
You gave out information that no one asked for
People won’t be there to help you clean the fragile china
But will sure be there to sip the tea while it’s hot
They will go tell your business to anybody and everybody
Don’t act surprised and you damn sure better not act like the victim
You think you’ve been betrayed?
Sweetie, you betrayed yourself
This is why I hate my generation
They always get butt hurt by the smallest conversation
They are also the reason that key points of the story get lost in translation
They’re worried about being Instagram famous
They want the attention that their so called “heroes” have
The likes, the follows, the DM’s
The 5 minutes of fame
They think this is the same as
Being successful
When they are two different things
Being successful is almost an art in itself
Being successful is taking the knowledge that you have in yourself
And applying it to turn that rainy day money that is sitting in a jar on a shelf
Into a rainy day bank account where you can really have
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight M’s in your bank account
Being famous just means people know your name
And people can’t tell that it’s truly not the same
Being famous means that one day you will eventually be forgotten
And you will eventually become bitter and rotten because something’s missing
Something’s missing
Something’s missing
Oh I know
What’s missing is that feeling when you're truly happy
And no I’m not trying to be sappy
And yes being famous can give you these feelings
But eventually it will leave you with tears streaming down your face that feel like fire
Because you’re just tired and have what you feel is a strange desire…
To hide from the world you wanted desperately to be remembered by
And even if you aren’t crying because you want to say goodbye
You weep because you have gotten nothing to keep from your previous beliefs
That once you do something extreme everyone will remember your face
But now you’re just encased in a small space
Or lying in a two feet wide by six foot long six foot deep case
So please listen to me when I let this be known
I’m not trying to act like I’m grown or be like those people who try to tell you how to live your life
And I know the words that I say might cause strife
Because when people try to give you, my generation, the right kind of information that will help you succeed
You don’t want to heed because you don’t think about the future
Instead of worrying about the tea you should be worrying about what you see
Because if you look and pay attention closely
You will see that highschool life is solely…
Temporary
So instead of someone who’s famous being your hero
Make it someone who’s successful
So you can strive to be like them
So you can become not only your own hero
But one for the next generation to follow
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