Lost Ones 2

We have Nothing to believe in Nothing worth fighting for Jaded and insipid Words unworthy of speaking Fighting without mothers Searching for fathers We want to be heard But we have so little to say Speaking meaningless minds Too afraid to fear anything Too intelligent to formulate plans Too needy to need anything Too rich to want Too tough to fight Too angry to yell Too sad to cry Too happy to smile Too much to care Too arrogant to aspire We are teenage delinquents The walking wounded Lost and searching For hope of a better life~