Analysis of What Is Happening To "US?"
what has happened to our world today?
I'm not talk about masks, lockdowns, curfews etc. or any of that crap either, by the way!
I am talking about ...wait....does ANYBODY EVEN REMEMBER THE "SAY HI!" PROJECT?!
wait...DOES ANYBODY EVEN REMEMBER THE LAST TIME YOU WALKED PAST SOMEONE AND LOOKED UP FROM YOUR STUPID SMART PHONE AND SMILED AND SAID HI - EVEN THOUGH THE MASK WOULD HIDE THE FULL SMILE, IM SURE IT WOULD BE CLEAR THAT YOU WERE SMILING OR AT LEAST SAYING HI?!?!!
any who;
friendship- what is that these days, even? does it hold the same values as old, do we both put the same amount of "oomph," in?!
do we both have each other's back, regardless which of us is right or wrong? and when it all boils down to it, would we throw each other under the bus just to save our own ass or hold hands and and stand firm and tall? even if we have differences, we agree to disagree,
and while we may not have the same taste for things we take turns know what sharing truly means
and whether its breaking the law or imply sharing each others pain the point I'm trying to make here is we do it together no matter what -whether we suffer or gain
would you go to lockdown with your friend even if your COVID- results came back negative?
would you go as far as to lie just to keep them company so the loneliness didn't drive them insane - I bet you WOULDN'T!
my point here, as much as a poem as I have tried to make it be
is that we are loosing sight of not only what friend ship means, and not just to you and not just to me-
but we are loosing sight of one another - with all of this social media crap-with cyber-bullying at an all time high, its not right that children are bullied period, butt in my time cyber bulling only meant being made fun of using an MSN messenger app. nowadays social media has an huge web that's entangling children into its narcassistict saddistic fucking trap! and I speak on this last piece because I was bullied a lot when I was young I went from being the new girl everyone loved to the next year the fat kid no one wanted ton even trade lunches with or sit next to, for one.
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Characters | 2,110 |
Words | 414 |
Sentences | 18 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 9, 5 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 117 |
Words per line (avg) | 29 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 821 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 205 |
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