when I was born, <br />didn't have the choice to be <br />didn't choose to exist <br />yes I was born free <br />but I had to resist <br />the heavy storms <br />coming in my way <br />making my sky grey <br />I have missed to the train <br /> <br /> <br />I was born in the wrong generation <br />judging others by their appearance, <br />didn't matter if you listen to shitty music <br />or repeating stupid lyrics <br />as long as you're living for the gain <br /> <br /> <br />born in the wrong era, <br />heavy shapes, delicate thoughts <br />born horribly dressed, well worded <br />take me back when hendrix <br />drove everyone insane <br /> <br /> <br />born in the wrong generation <br />need to fix my time machine <br />this society's killing my imagination <br />feeling worse that i have ever been <br />still stuck in the hurricane <br /> <br /> <br />let the fog goes through my head <br />clears my mind <br />stealing away my melancholy <br />at this moment myself I find <br />my pain I hide <br />let me forget about today until tomorrow <br />as Dylan said.. <br />nothing will remain<br /><br />Fadwa Saidani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-in-the-wrong-generation/
