On the TV I heard him say,
"No one wants to work these days."
My generation lays dormant
hibernating in parents basements.
We slumber so we can smother
childish desires for a house and a lover.
Our overdue rent on prospect
the proprietor, has come to collect.
Sleep comes quite easily
for us fed-up past employees;
If I stay a pipe-dream ******
maybe I won't wake up hungry.
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 11:10 PM UTC
On the TV I heard him say,
"No one wants to work these days."
My generation lays dormant
hibernating in parents basements.
We slumber so we can smother
childish desires for a house and a lover.
Our overdue rent on prospect
the proprietor, has come to collect.
Sleep comes quite easily
for us fed-up past employees;
If I stay a pipe-dream ******
maybe I won't wake up hungry.
this is my first poem and im very bad at grammar
im scared to post this, but i think it's really the only way to get better
so if you read this, please be nice ><>
