Bleeding through the lime you show your true self
The well-being of others is not your concern but yours is theirs
You soak up the fifteen minutes of fame as if it were to last
Rumors flair from tabloids and headlines
The things you held dear are now an inconvenience
To your aristrcratic lifestyle
The monthly publishings and eight digits have gotten to your head
The people who adore you mean nothing and only slow you down on daily arrands
The merciful sorrows of those less fortunate go comepletley unnoticed
But split ends and fake color contacts make up the slack
You are not superior, but noticed
You're only flesh and blood compacted together
To make the only thing worth destroying
You are not an idol although you hold yourself to be
You are no different in any way
What you do has already been done and you're out of material
Congratulations
You are now famous
Shows about reality
Get my news from MTV
Ugly people everywhere
Kids today just don't care
Where's the passion where's the fun
Video games eclipse the sun
Online conversations rule
The internet's our research tool
End of times? Have to wait and see
Things today so literally
Tsunami here, earthquake there
Freaky weather everywhere
Why's this poem got to rhyme
No problem man I've got the time
Got your gold card, big SUV
Welfare generosity
No more teachers, no more books
E-zine publishings the hook
Find the paper, find the pen
Find your niche, your call, your zen
Talk to people get a clue
Don't let it be the end of you
Get a job, take a chance
Grab some rythym, bust a dance
Try a new thing, remember the old
Be a big baby when you catch a cold
Pamper yourself, flatter your friends
You won't find yourself alone in the end
Hope you like it, hope you care
At least I had the strength to dare