I don't support this war, but I don't have the key to this government's door. Even if I did they'd throw my opinions to the Congress' janitor's floor because the fruits of their heart are rotten right down to the core.
Do we even know anymore what we're fighting for?
And sometimes... I feel like I can't speak, can't say what I think. The country I loved is choking me.
On this war is spent billions and what for? They could be, should be doing something something more Maybe, just maybe, feeding the poor? Creating health insurance middle class and below can afford?
Our politicians are prostitutes, they're tainting our youth.
The unemployment line keeps growing in size. The cookie is crumbling, This Nation's economy.
We need a Revolution. Find the solution. So LOOK my generation and SEE the bigger picture, what's going on out there and start to care.
Recycle you paper. Refresh your beliefs. Take my hand and make a Stand with me.
Mr. Moronic, you know who you are. You don't speak for me. Only wealthy companies.
And your most elite supporters I want to know is it for ***** money? or something worse?
We are suppose to be your people. You treat us like neglected pets. What will come next?
You won't take way my choice. You won't take away my voice. So go ahead, burn me like the town witch. Beacuse I won't conform. Because I'm different.
USA! Land of the Free! Dig and you'll see. You're in bad company. And those freedoms you treasure are being taken away a little more every day
Congress men and women bought left and right Will you be next? Put up a fight. We eat their half-truths and puke up the ruse.
Government closes your eyes by telling you pretty little lies. But is it worth being blind? Keep covering your ears and you have nothing to fear. But, eventually the Truth will make you HEAR.
I wrote this when I was 15. Now looking back at it, it brings to mind a song I heard recently; " The New Wine" by Qwel and Kip Killagain.