Uprooted

What ticks me off is the statements of todays youth....Over and over I ask, wheres your roots? The foundation of common sense handed at birth....it seems theyve given it up for a temporary desert. At age 19 I often feel alone such as if I was a alien in my own home. No one to relate all they care for is twerking and mcdonalds dates. A generation full of males but Ive found no men. Not even the older ones fight there sins. Yeah I know we aint perfect and we all mess up, But is right to cease hardwork and depend on goodluck? maybe Im just another chuck having my views broadcasted around the nation. Or maybe Im opening my mouth for this special occasion....to finally voice the thoughts in my head. The minds of others that tick me off but I love all of them to my death bed. Seperated by motives but bonded by time....this generation of youth I claim as mine.