No wonder people are fake these days.

If you’re real, people shoot you down.

You write a poem about an actual problem,

people say it’s “too personal.”

What about the people that wrote about sex?

Isn’t THAT too personal?

But no, people applaud it.

Seriously, what’s wrong with the world?

I’d like to live in the Roaring 20’s,

before the depression.

Back when people still had modesty.