Jul 16, 2009 00:08
I'm not sure when I wrote this, I think it was at least 3-4 years ago now. I don't claim to be a poet by any stretch
I sit in a bar full of thirty year old nobodys
I don't know them, just the symptoms of uslessness
I see faced too used by Alcohol and Drugs
I see Dreams shattered
I see Talent unfound
I see complacency of the faces of the masses
But in the swell of the crowd
I see Hope, Youth, and Aspirations
I see a group of people put down by all
But silenced by their own choices
I see a generation lost
poetry