Wrecked and Broken.

What has the world here come to these days,
The hype of some worry is just getting enough sun rays,
To fit in-- to be liked-- to be one of the group,
Doesn't even matter when they don't keep you in the loop,
They just keep saying about all this news,
Battle after battle-- is there any that man doesn't lose?
With the drugs and the hatred and the guns in the street,
Say something wrong and someone will get beat,
People act stupid and make up their mind,
One bad decision-- to life that poor record will bind,
What can you do when its all there about to occur,
In 1-2-3 seconds into motion blur.
These people do things beyond my comprehension,
All of them leave the house with the same intention,
"It won't be me"- out the words the drop like lead,
By the end of the day the very same teen is dead,
The endless acts the plague my vision,
From one stupid little avoidable decision,
All I'm here to say is put the thought before you play,
Wake up tomorrow early and plan out your day!
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