Bak 2 Skool Special

It's still summer in the mid of August, but many children are returning to school. Why? IDK. Hell! (that's what it feels like here) the kids are always have a half a day here and half a day there. Holiday for this and holiday for that. The kids are always given homework, but yet come home and say they don't have any. The grades speak for themselves.

 I don't ever remember my parents telling me do my homework or ever asked me if I had any. I just did it. Got it out of the way so I can go out and play. It is called integrity. This new generation of kids are so egotistical and materialistic. Oops! I think my generation was that way too. And so was my father's, a rebel with a cause. Ducktails, hot rods and rock n roll. I guess each genenration finds a way to be different from the other. My dad's generation couldn't afford to go to school. Mine, too many options not to go. Then, comes X generation that feels X tra special. They don't need a education. They just need brains and wits to get by in life. Wow! I was born in the wrong era. I could have made a killing with my BRAINS AND WITS.

Anyways, enough about me. Let's talk about you. You, the new and improved generation with diabetes at birth. Teenage pregnacy beginning at the tender age of twelve. Sex before 15? Hmm. . . again born in the wrong era. So what's going on in the brain of yours. Is it correct to say you have a brain? I have never met a generation so messed up! What is beautiful in nature you call it ugly. What is hedious and evil, you call it lovely and cool. I've been racking my brain trying to figure out how to appease you. But, it has been an impossible task. No matter what angle or direction I take to get your attention, you keep going in the wrong. It's like the light trying to meet the shadow.

All you want is the attention of yourself. You want everyone around you to cater to you. But, guess what? So does all your peers. That leaves you and your peers to tend for themselves.