Our Generation

Purpose forgotten, faith expelled, motivation gone

Why should I do this?

Why can I do this?

Why should I improve?

Society seems failed

What does it look like? Like you? Like me?

No hope

Life is like sex, a game

You’d rather have a cracked screen, cancer machine

Than a real friend

Windows are picture frames, outside is not real

Artsy pictures, 24 likes, Instagram

Life is a blur like cars on a highway

So fast, so short, so meaningless?

But there’s a light at the end of the tunnel

What does it look like? Like you? Like me?

You are now in the light

How will I do this?

How can I do this?

How can I improve?

Purpose restored, faith fused, motivation pushing