Don’t read this!
You ripped your clothes,Trying to fit in those jeans,Your life is a mess,Cause your healthHas no means.
Your poem has no beat and rhyme,You wrote it anyway.Deciding to compress your time,In wasteful disarray.
You hope your friends will pat your back,Appraise you openly.But they don’t know about…
I’ve heard that once a species has all the resources, necessities, safety, and comfort they need, the reproduction rate goes down.
Nowadays there are tons and tons of other humans in the world, with plentiful resources. With that in mind, starting a family goes down in its importance.
