In our mother's Eyes we are innocent..
Known to know no evil ,
known to do no wrong.
Yet we go behind their backs and too pretend we are untainted roses,
Blossoming lilies
What are we  
we are growing lies
While the time too flies
We dont look back,
we take a wide step each day,
Knowing no one will know
Dragging ourselves in what the world gives.
Forgetting what it will take back.
My generation is departing ,
Perishing ,Drowning,slowly but surely digging graves to put an end to our existence