The New Era
i don't understand anyone,
nor do they understand me,
different web complexions.
what am i to thee?!
kids with their makeup,
looking like their mummy,
wearing short stuff,
looking all funny,
feeling like a star,
more like a ****-star!
man has become robot,
same pattern everyday,
always on their gadgets,
from may to may...
basics needs have become evil,
food for example,
people becoming obese,
stop eating,
i beg,
please!
all this problems in the world,
yet, they all smile,
i guess its their new culture,
but! for a while!
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