Generation Sext

Insist on your entitled status

Updates

Then extinguish the Kindle

Of past Tinder dates

Like a dwindling flame

In a deluge of privilege

You claim to bring change

But to it are indifferent

You act like baboons, like buffoons

Like cartoons

And you voice your opinion

With choice auto-tunes

As you swoon for inane

Superficial expression

Emoticon drones

Of real feeling repression

Attention you give

Is a transient cringe

A few seconds of Vines

And a Youtube clip binge

Your maturity, surely, can stand to improve

Think you have all the answers

And rudely conclude

That of vibes and of mood

Only good you exude

But they're not worth their weight

In your Instagram food

For the idols

You idly prattle about

Flaunting others successes

As you are without

Any merits to tout,

Any anthems to shout,

All you stand for is force-fed

To spew from your mouth

Your identity forfeit

To sociopathic

Hack-tactic blackmailers

Still tracking your packages

Facts

Do not phase you

Concerned only with

How many hit like

On your profile pic

And where next you can score

One more hit it and quit it

Admit it, you kids

Just don't know how to live it