Here's another go: Generation Come and see through my eyes the joy and sorrow of a misshapen life. Above the laws, over the freedom, and beyond the commercialization. Less than a lie, more than truth, encompassing everything we all wish we could be. We are no more than a bland representation, a cheap knock-off of something better, something greater than we could ever fathom for ourselves. We are a generation of instant gratification. And we have run out of rules to break to cheapen to bend to our silly disposition. We are the cancer slowly killing something beautiful.
