Formative Years

In the short time That I have spent In this ghastly plane I've come to find There are so many things That should be changed Like the relationship Between the elder and the youth It lights the fuse that leads To all our problems And that's the truth Ambition, floods our hearts In a world in which We must succeed If it's only in our eyes Connoisseur of Opportunity Release your stubborn nature Don't' electrify the seed Rectify the need We know you speak with them Your close but very far Communication is essential Like the light to stars No need to tell them no No need to slap their hands These are the formative years You would not understand