Descendants of Depression

Confusion, Highs,
Another teen dies,
The needle wasn't even,
Out of his arm.

Allys, Ghettos,
$3 for 2 ounces,
You never know,
How much could stop your heart.

Parents' obviation,
Causes him to reach out for attention,
He starts to take,
A razor blade to the arm.

Probation, Prison,
He's probably gonna,
Live there,
For the rest of his life.

One night,
At two,
He got in his car,
Extremely high.

30 over,
Blurred vision,
Cases him to cross over,
The yellow Line.

Mother,
Daughter,
Little brother,
And a father.

They were a happy family,
But now,
The dad can't see,
And he lost the other three.

It's not fair,
The junky doesn't even care,
He still claims that he did no crime,
How could he even dare?

Gunshots, Stabbings,
Bombs detonating,
All because,
They didn't feel much love.

Descendants of Depression,
Children of Sadness,
Nothing seems to numb the pain,
And bad things keep happening.

Stabbing pain,
Makes them feel alive,
How long will it take,
Until they die?