This is our Society

Suicide
Young people find it funny
Old people feel its sad
Peers think its pathetic
Some don’t think its so bad

Death is normal
But Suicide rate is growing
What can you expect,
With depression, pain and rape?

We pick on each other
Get drunk each second night
We rape and bully with low self esteem
With little to keep up the fight.

Moral is low
Expectation on the rise
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Covering ourselves in lies

Just because people have problems
They stare at them
Treat the unjustly
But what is justice?
When it’s all s**ewed up
Who knows what is wrong
Or right
When no one listens
We end up in prison
We grow up in broken homes
With drugs, abuse and run-aways
He hit the ground
We all fall
Well all fall down.