What happened to anger?
What happened to rebellion?
What happened to fighting against disillusion?
Against apathy?
Against conformity?
Against boredom, exhaustion, complacency and subjection?
Why is everyone I know willing to submit to this fucking American excuse for living?
Have we all gotten so lost in our drugged-up rhythms and ruts that we can't move our feet?
Everyone is drowning in bong water and losing sight of reasons to give two shits about anything,
More content with screens, stores and dollar bills than making strides in positive directions,
Willing to boycott everything except the major corporations producing your mind-alterations.
I've always been pegged as the 'least-anti,'
But at least I keep to what I say.
Fuck, my body is sore,
But you kids,
Your contact-high is melting my mind.
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