Twenty-first Century

I'm trapped in a high school world
Where morality has long since died.
When it comes to girls' clothing
The tighter, the better.
Long gone is the ancient ritual
Of complimenting someone
Instead, it's shoving through
A narrow hallway, snarling, "Excuse you!"
Or glaring at someone
Who did them no harm.
It's all about things now,
No longer personality
It's not unusual to hear of
Someone getting drunk or high
Over the weekend
Girls fearfully wondering if they're pregnant
If I am part of this generation,
Then why do I feel like a product of the past?