America

I’m from America …the land of the judgmental and home of the hypocrites

Where they tell you to speak your mind but to stay in your place

To make a change but not to challenge anything or anyone

Where they tell you no child is left behind oh, except the 33% who drop out

Or the 20 percent that graduate high school as funtionally illiterate

But not left behind in school, just life, but I guess that doesn’t matter as long as they graduate right?

I am from America …from a place where I’m just another statistic

Just one of the lucky 75% of teen girls without an STD

America , where I’m just another sad stereotype of urban youth

Where I’m more likely to pick up a gun than read a book

America , a place where it’s OK to just be yourself, but, only if yourself is like everyone else

Where if you don’t follow the latest trend you’ll be a nobody

America , a place where you can marry the person you love…as long as you’re not the same sex

America , where nothing is, as it seems so you always have to read the fine print

Where people don’t get that the definition of racism isn’t just Whites against Blacks where everybody thinks somebody’s out to get them when we’re really just out to get ourselves

America, where 4,599 people ages 10-24 ended their own lives, and 42 million babies got theirs ended by a right…to choose. More like the right to lose.

America, where hate is taught in your own backyard, where 3 nooses hang to prove we haven’t come very far.

Where you can have a dream but only if you’re willing to die for it, where the past never dies, it just hides very well.

Where two million cocaine addicts can’t commit to12 steps and where 906,000 kids get hit and claim they ran into a door.

America, where 40 Million people are obese and 8 million are anorexic, where magazines promote a perfect weight and self esteem plummets with every page of “seventeen”.

America, where Big Brother keeps an eye on you, but only if you’re doing something wrong

Where 4 million wives and girlfriends get smacked around for “stepping out of line”.

Where looks and charm outweigh intelligence and capability, and where your kid is spewing curses before their ABCs.

America , where nannies raise children and children love nannies and sometimes-even daddies love nannies, which is probably why for every 1,000 people, married, 360 get divorced.

Where the Great Depression couldn’t be fixed with just a bottle of Zoloft.

Where over 1 million pre-k kids are on antidepressants, where the kids are more stressed out than their parents, where mommy drinks because she just can’t cope and where little Billy is the only 10 year old in rehab.

America , where your taxes pay for high-class hookers, no excuse me, escorts.

Where sheep can be cloned but AIDS can’t be cured.

Where everybody hates on the president but I bet they couldn’t do his job and where everybody loves Raymond, but don’t know who the 16th president is.

Where the news is too real but reality TV is just right.

America , where we’re all still slaves, slaves to ourselves, slaves to fashion, slaves to money, slaves to power…you get the picture.

America , where everybody wants to party like a rock star but none of them can name the members of the Republican Party

Where 2,258,983 prisoners rot in jail and OJ is set free saying “I didn’t do it, but if I did…”

America , where Hoover promised “a chicken in every pot and a car in every garage” but

Where 3.5 million people don’t even have a home ‘cause everybody knows, love don’t pay the rent and money can buy love

America the beautiful, with its smog filled skies and barren waves of grain

Where 37.5 million immigrants came to be free, because everybody’s looking for the american dream

Where the American dream has become a nightmare, where white picket fences have been replaced with picket signs

America , where some people spend their lives trying to get to…and why? Because it’s America , who wouldn’t want to live here?