Hollywood starlets and t.v. star hunks,
dancing in the minds of an uncaring youth.
Dead ambitions and forgoten goals lay rotting on the highway of dreams.
Blond conformity and a pale skinned unity,
that's the life for me.
Just a Hollywood youth in a plastic world,
living on Planet Apathy.
Media info lust and a ready made future,
packaged and all set for me.
An ignorant democracy and an American Idol vote,
that's the life for me.
Just a Hollywood youth in a plastic world,
living on Planet Apathy.
Manufactured emotions and a radio friendly hit,
lost voices screaming from an ignored musical scene.
Ruined economy and a synthetic model lover,
that's the life for me.
Just a Hollywood youth in a plastic world,
living on Planet Apathy.
Long live the freedom to live a plastic life for you.
The right to be someone else,
but not the right to be me.
Ha! There's the poem I've read and was impressed by! ;) It's definitely an accurate reflection of our day and age. And looking at the classes of 2010, '11, and '12, it may get uglier. O.o ... ;)
Nice job, man. It looks like you put a lot of time, thought, and effort into this. ^^