Sorry to the youth ones

A story never told is just Blank pages with possibilities Causing the mind to begin racing, Ripping and Raving Searching for an answer, amongst so many confusions Today or Tomorrow, Tomorrow or Today? If life is lived day by day there are no aspirations for a future Plan ahead, no aspirations has a youth one Hard work, Work hard a difference amongst words That ball we live in makes my brain explode Complications, contractions, confusion The voice stuck inside fighting against the illusions No answers, no guides, a monster standing alive Hopes, dreams, desires now a craving Sorry to the youth ones. Eyes shut tight begging for a new one Drops of tears hittin the ground Like soldiers huddling in the dark cold night No bucket, no pale, no sign of hope anywhere Sorry to the Youth ones. Creation, dedication, expectations the youth one an endangered species Fighting for survival Natural Selection No aid, no clues, no future to withold? The youth ones are an endangered species The pity, the shame, the desire for change A tribe so disconnected but some entwined Faking its amazing The youth one is a camouflage Slowly they fall. Slowly they rise An endangered species, they are at times Sorry to youth ones!