The Youth Wait For Revolution

"The Youth Wait for Revolution"
We are the doomed youth,

As we sit here together in your dangerous world,

The world you have created in honor of us

We are the doomed youth,

Who have so much pent up hate,

We are the ones who suffer from your mistakes

We are the youth who do not see the light.

We are not your average household,

We cannot accept your invisible apoligies,

And yet with this knowledge of ourselves

We follow mindless of your unbounded rules

We try to focus after your hit,

But we fall to the ground, absolutly out of hope,

We go on to all of your daily activities

With nothing new produced for our minds

Our souls are parched of thirst.

And this shall be the day we find water,

Soon as we move past your mindless barricade,

Your control flickering dim

We will move into the light, into something we have yearned for

Our eyes will adjust to the freedom you have kept from us,

And your cries and tries will not hold us back,

As we walk down the streets that we may call our own

So we might as well lay in wait for this revolution.

Or we might as well invite ourselves to invasion,

But until then, keep your music loud, your manners raw,

Your hate burning brighter than ever

For we, my friends, are the doomed youth.