Lost Innocence

Innocence is lost

No where left to go

Left in silence

Left in stillness

Left in darkness

backwards world

upside down

lost in greed

selfish

prying hands.

Self-absorbed

Materialistic

Wanting money

success

sex

drugs

That's what we think is important

that is what we strive for.

This is what we live for

this is what America makes us beileve!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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