Oh, well

Oh, well they say

Oh, well they proclaim

Oh, well there goes a generation down the drain

Destroyed by the screens that now divide us

Where our hearts rather be filled with

Its rings, and dings

Because we’re too afraid of stings of reality

 

Transfixed by feeling we get

When our photos get liked and our opinions get shared

We validate numbers more than anything now

They used to say “quality over quantity”

But oh, well I guess that no longer applies

 

Because now we follow by “the more the merrier”

Although in some cases this may be true

We’ve taken this saying and gone too far

Because since when are the “friends” upon your screen

More important than those in your sight

Since when is the family right in front of us

Not worthy of our love and attention

 

But what happens to be worthy

Is our phone’s, TV’s or any sort of screens

Oh, wait I was wrong

We do show our family lots of love and attention

In order to receive these things

Oh, well I guess we do what we need to do in order to get what we want

 

We no longer know how to deal with confrontations

We’ve gotten so used to just clicking our problems away

It is now hard to keep a face to face conversation up

Because all the confidence we had behind the screen

Is now gone and now we are left with not knowing how to speak

Oh, well I guess we no longer need human interactions

 

We are no longer living

Those who are alive might as well be dead

Yes, you have a pulse, yes you have a heart, yes you are moving

But no, you are not living

Justify your actions all you want

I bet you everyone around you will just mind their business

And sit and stair and say

Oh, well