A generation that feels alone
They have loved ones at home
But that’s not enough
what they crave
Is real love
One that makes others their slaves
One that is not forced by blood

They crave a love so deep
That is infinite
A void
From which only more darkness seeps
They want a love so real
That others cannot only see
But also feel

Like a fire that is hidden by a furnace
Flickers of the fire can be seen
And what is felt is the warmth the fire emits
This generation
We sit and we wait
On a peak
Wanting to be a piece of perfection

Only it is a peak of loneliness and despair
We wait for the love that will fill not our hearts
But ignite our souls
To give purpose and reason
For all our strife
Even if some of us don’t admit it
It’s all we want in life

We have the audacity
To dream
For a reality
A life
With a goal
We will never reach