Let these words be a time capsule for the next generation,
Where this digital age has created slaves to all nations.
“No taxation without representation”, those days have gone by,
Slaves with chains has changed to teens circling the digital mind hive.

We choose to live blind from the issues that bind and intertwine in societies eye,
It only multiplies our cowardice everytime we try to transcribe all these cookie cutter lines.
It seems to me that being original is almost criminal, let’s try to keep it minimal,
But we know it’s subliminal how pitiful it is to ridicule being original, easier to be fictional.

Tell me something that’s real about how anything makes you feel the way you do,
Don’t be so scared to care in determining what’s fair because it matters to me too.
Keep an open mind to different philosophies because we are constantly changing our well being you see,
But no matter what just stick to your gut, trust is a two way street and accidents happen when handled improperly.

There is no living free when you can’t do you and me do me,
And society wants to go backwards like we can live in 1950.
It’s kind of funny when it’s put like that cause all the questions then are now known as facts,
Only cause we had the mindset to question and create rebellion cause change doesn’t come sitting on your ***.

Start a Twitter war, show off your likes, let the narcissism roar,
Be the king of the internet jungle, hide in the shadows looking for more.
There is no need to show face when you’re standing behind this digital mask,
Reinforce the ideas to make false ideals, keep only opinions as the main facts.

©️Rob Metz