"Reality (Pretension)"

I've seen not the degeneration, no, but I've seen the reality of this generation.

The girls I like are lied too, thrown away. Like one man's trash to be another man's treasure.

I've seen the boys I like be eaten up by cyber space, never knowing who they are, save by the counter of 'likes'.

The machines are seizing the day, while the people become adjusted to the ways of docile sheep;
bleep bleep baaa baa

Marital entitlement, the fools call this love, has been stripped naked and exposed. It was meant to control but, now, women are liberated.

Who needs who when you're an arsenal of big black rubber cocks, porn, and playmates.

Who needs you when you've only got to send a text.

No, don't call. I don't wan't to talk. I spoke to you yesterday, there's nothing left to say!

Our heroes flash dicks and pull tricks on the "bright" near future.

The children are beaten upon the head until they stop thinking, stop dreaming.

We the prisoners in the camp of political correctness, don't let the guards catch you smoking!

We who sign petitions from behind a screen. Feel important, share with friends.

We who say fuck voting to those who say "rock the vote".

We who say rock the vote to those who say fuck voting.

The dogs who are shot for acting naturally. The dogs who are fixed from acting naturally.

To the anti-humanists who would rather hug a tree than a baby.

To those who'd rather save a fetus than feed a starving child.

To the baby who'd grow up to save the world.

To the baby who'd grow up to destroy it.

To all who die.

To lost potential.

We are human.