Triumphant
Too many are blind to the materialistic evil the world has become too familiar with
Too many have lost their innocence too young
Too many cannot help but follow the path so destructively paved by false idols
Yet we wonder they wonder why this generation lacks the normality
We are flooded with confusion on who to love
We are pushed to know exactly who and what to be
We are everything we aren't supposed to be
And they cannot grasp why we turned out this way
I am not everything I perceived I would be
I am tainted with the realities of our generation
I am just human
But I know that I will be triumphant
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