Write Things Down

By, Toffer Surovec

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Short Haired Soccer Moms

Short haired soccer moms with flavored cigarettes and SUVs

Children without smiles with brothers and sisters lost in the jungle of paradise city

No one is safe even with the drugs covering the prescribed scares

We’ve all been a generation raised by the TV and perverted by a computer screen

The strive to be original is a trend killing thoughts and creativity

Pre-teens and their sexually fantasies I cant believe I grew up slowly

First sexual experience at seventeen lost my virginity in fearful sweat

Listening so hard to everything but her whispering she loved me

Everyone has problems and the fear of high school survival causes more

Someone always thinks they need someone for something

When did people become must have trends the drug hook-up and hot over-sexed girlfriend

Clothes make the man and replaces the personality which just got in the way of pretending

Stars tell us to be genuine while stylists dress them for photo shoots

People brag about being their self like all their friends

A smile never lasts all day when everyone is gone and you have to think

What has gone wrong with humanity

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