GENERATION WHY?

I stand in this spiral
And watch my world shatter
The broken pieces of my glass realm crash
One by one until,
They are specks of dust on the ground
I swear it's not my fault.

These poisons drip temptingly around me
I unknowingly try one, then I drown
The syringes that pierce my body
Sends around a wave of intoxication
I'm in this cage of drugs, and still;
I swear it's not my fault.

These pleasures brush forcefully against my skin
And as I try to run from this common act
The addiction for the growing desires follow me
And tho’ I know it will destroy me I cannot stop, and so
I'm in this cage of sex, and still;
I swear it's not my fault.

These screams that echo in my head
My stereotyped sanctuary is now a hell
With nightly fights that shatter windows
My mind becomes withdrawn and I feel forsaken.
I'm in this cage of isolation with no family or house, and still;
I swear it's not my fault.

Now you know my god-forsaken life.
My pains that know no smile
The knives that cut my heart each day
Until I become a hate filled rag doll
So please don't blame me because;
I swear it's not my fault...