our generation

Focusing in on the seconds instead

Of moments

Locked in this box of time

Thinking only of death when you should be living your life

Time will heal

Time will fix

Time won't stop

You know, time doesn't exist.

Get out of that imaginary box

There is an open world

And here you are in a box??

We all just want someone to think we're good enough.

Even on our worst days.

We think we should go with the motions

And yet we are condemned to get our act strait.

We try to be good

We try to be tough

And every time, the effort just isn't enough.

With all the written and unwritten laws

Who is actually free?

What a world this is huh

We'd cross the universe if it meant we would get to get our back any of our personal stuff

But we wouldn't walk to a homeless person, pick up some of their stress, give 'em some of our own food.

Even if we knew itd allow us to dance on stars instead of crying to the moon.

But we couldn't walk an extra yard to help another in need

We beg for help though

We scream please!

We don't understand why we feel so much pain.

And yet we couldn't walk a mile

Touch our fears, befriend them

We can't break other people's chains

When we are selves...shut down

In the face complication

Our generation

We couldn't save this world even if it were capable of being saved.