We belong to Generation Z We are objects Mass produced, labeled, and sold We are facebook, instagram, twitter The fear of corporate America that we may define ourselves We are molded, whittled, eroded Down to a sliver of what could have been We are given castles in the sky And heads in the clouds We are given smartphones and iPads Our eyes are looking down We are potential, opportunity, the future of the nation But there's no future for this robotic generation