Millennial Generation Manifesto (MGM)

The unruly generation...Your constant botheration 

You set us rules and tell us to follow
When you gave us pills and expect us to swallow 
But how could you raise us so deep with your lies 
And expect that my generation would be so shallow

We question your ability to make our decisions 
Because you told us that old age affects your precision 
You right us for your wrongs 
And then you wrong us for our rights to be human 

You keep hiding the truths form us
So how did you expect to earn our trust...
Issues we have with traditions 
When you try to shut us down with contrary actions 

It is okay to confess
That much of the things you try to teach us you failed them on your test
You failed to question your actions
So let us

We may even deliberately defy your rules 
Because to us rules are like fragile records 
Destined to be broken
Even if you didn't realize we broke them 

We have seen things we have never imagined  
Imagine where they came from 
We aren't much different 
Let me try to put this in ways that you'll understand
You are analog and we are digital  

We are programmed to program computers to think literate 
And make a living from things we share on the internet 
So sorry if we don't exactly meet your priority 
But we have decided on our own to be our own priority 

We are the change as you have said we would be 
You said you are our leaders but so are we 
You have made your mistakes and you have let us see
And we heard we are the future, so let us be.

Of Me

It is obvious we hold different perspectives of me
I am not seen in your eyes as my eyes can see
There is not a single true reflection that deflects from your glass
That represents my present, future, or immediate past
Maybe I am pretending
Depending on the circumstance
But maybe you"ll see the real me if you should take a second glance
People never liked me for too long
So it is my pleasure to prove you wrong

There is a slight glimpse of intelligence when your eyes are impaired by negligence 
There are still silly people thinking I have never done a thing evil
Believing their deceitful minds 
That everything I do falls perfectly in line 
With the truth
But...Is it true? 
Not even I am completely convinced about the things that I do
So how could you?

I've been thinking 
How much do we know ourselves 
When we see our friend's face more than we see ourselves
That is just my thought 
But if it has gotten you thinking 
Maybe this is something that you should start imagining 

No doubt I can strike an interest in your mind 
Depending on your interest kind 
I can make you love this when I'm finished
And as well make you hate me in a minute 
Many believe they know 
But no 
They know just enough to be ignorant                                                                                                                            

The Matter in Questioning

What is my type
Is sometimes a typo
When persons oftentimes ask me the type I get into
Simply saying she must smile with a dimple
Having hair down her back and a face without pimples
It was simple
Until I started thinking wise
Then suddenly my type would change into something otherwise

She must smile like a mother
Close like a brother
But the love she has for me should be compared to no other
Smart like a sister
Miss me like I miss her
And if she jokes like my father
Then she and I were made to be together
But unless she was, I could not make her like my relatives
So all the things I wished she had would have to be relative

I never could be seriously honest about the kind I was into
Maybe in my mind I had thought it was a sin to
Be that honest about myself
And perhaps its the reason I remain off the shelf
Maybe...
The matter in questioning
Was my question target
What is the reason I remain off the market?

Perfect Reflection: inspired by Mirror Man- Ella Henderson

If you ever fall it is never for me,
Not for the person I wanted to be.
You have only seen me as an error,
And that's why you spend so much time in mirror.

If you ever asked me for the truth,
It is clear you only had loved for the things you do,
And I never wanted to be your reflection
Because perfection is only what you see in you.

It is good to love yourself,
But not the you in someone else.
Because if they ever fail to be you,
You will fail to pay them dividends.

I would often try you just to see,
If it is that hard to cease.
And I would always turn up empty,
Because you were always so hard to please.

Anti-social Networking

As I walked into the room I dropped my bag

Then... my hands in pocket of my pants
    
            "OMG I want to pee"

But yet I am sitting as if i am stuck in the settee
Then I finally found a way to fit that task in
I guess right now I will be multitasking
So I rose from the couch with my head still down
But there is no way I was letting my hand down
And I stepped in, but whilst switching on the light I intercept in...
The edge of the wall that's parallel to the door
As there was too much light in my face to even see the floor
Then after several tries to loose my pants
It was set free
But I had to take a second peep at what my dear friends had up their sleeves
Finally I got a glance
But still forgot to wash my hands

Now mom and pops was in bed
Not even realizing I was nearly dead
Though we were locked together all in a single space
Our minds had escaped into a separate place
Everybody was so busy networking
Then BAMM!!

         "Why isn't the net working? "

It was the first time that night mom had recognized the son
That she carried in her tummy all for nine months
And after nearly thirty years of marriage
Dad finally decides to mother to Madrid
But neither did I see
That dad bought himself a brand new SUV
Snap! Snap!

          "As soon as the net is back I am uploading these snapshots to Snapchat"


But only if I had taken a keen look
Daddy had already uploaded them to Facebook
Once the net is back on
Everything in the house is spot on...
Spot on Insta... gramps was becoming a virtual minister
The closest thing we now have to a family dinner is a group chat
When we have something to say through Whatsapp
We don't quarrel, we don't fight
We usually just fall asleep networking at nights


While staying connected we lost that very touch
Of the cherishing moments that slid by us
And we wasted them
With every single picture we posted on Instagram
WiFi became our new addiction
Because this drug had no restrictions