From diet pills and marijuana to the cute boy with the mustang being more important than the family dinner, American family values have done their best to be the best at being worst. The days of the white picket fence dreams are long gone from our society and Sparky the dog has become the rottweiler from hell. From the Parent Trap princess to the queen of Narcotics Anonymous, celebrities are living proof that America’s educational system works perfectly.
Much like our economy, our family values are, as Bush would say, severely disincreasing. With the percentage of accidental pregnancies being higher than a stoner, STDs are a significant factor of our new generation. With family time nearing extinction faster than the polar bear, there’s more time for procrastinating on homework with video games, and that important business meeting that Dad had to stay late for that has as much to do with business as a llama. So, as you can see, the world is a doorstep and America and it’s values are the flaming dog turd that rests upon it. Oh, dear.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Scars and Scares
Words written on the walls,
Some are big, others small.
Time goes by, they never fade,
It's been years, they've always stayed.
Someone whispers the magic phrase,
It always seems their voice is raised.
Emotions churn as I work to adjust,
The wheels turn like they're covered in rust.
Words that only I can hear,
Fear comes, as do tears.
These words steal control, their only fee,
Please, oh please, don't hurt me!
Some are big, others small.
Time goes by, they never fade,
It's been years, they've always stayed.
Someone whispers the magic phrase,
It always seems their voice is raised.
Emotions churn as I work to adjust,
The wheels turn like they're covered in rust.
Words that only I can hear,
Fear comes, as do tears.
These words steal control, their only fee,
Please, oh please, don't hurt me!
The Same Difference
The same arms that could constrict me,
Instead cradle me so gently.
The same eyes that could pierce through me,
Instead regard me fondly.
The same shouting voice that could send chills down my spine,
Instead soothes, keeping my heart in line.
The same person who tears themselves up so easily,
Instead stays alive for me.
Instead cradle me so gently.
The same eyes that could pierce through me,
Instead regard me fondly.
The same shouting voice that could send chills down my spine,
Instead soothes, keeping my heart in line.
The same person who tears themselves up so easily,
Instead stays alive for me.
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