The last word
A generation pressured by society
A society driven by expectations and decisions
Decisions that restrain us like animals to a cage
A cage that strips what little freedom we were given
Others hiding in the shadows, constantly reminding us that what we do will benefit us later
Later in the unforeseen future
The future that I am unable to see but to these others are so clear
Clear enough to dictate me
Me, My future, Not an artificial later, Others do not understand, A cage imposed, Decisions that fuel the fire, A society wandering in the fog they created, The creativity of a generation evanescent.
Ignorance disguised, concealing false clarity
The future given to me is a hand dealt to me i refuse to play
An unforeseen future reduced to an illusion
Voices of others are nothing but the voices of madness trying to seep in
A cage broken by willpower
A society disoriented by what they do not understand
A generation meant to be more than cogs
Change your perspective
Change your future
Make that dream a reality no one can take away from you
Make your brilliance known
Become the blacksmith to mold the iron of life
Become the birds who refuse to be held down to Earth, who soar high to places where others could only imagine.
Refuse to be refused
Let your voice mute to none, make yours the last word