That feeling, of no more hope, or of any chance of becoming something more. Not wanting to take your own life, but wishing the pain would end. Dreaming at night of a new family and a new beginning. Worthlessness seeps from my pores, disappointment runs in my veins and so does despair. Hate slowly takes over my being. Eventually my feelings are organized and the its clear to me, the culprit is this generation.