Lonely Nation

Hiding behind the ears or our ipods, we feel so together. Feeling like this music defines us, is us, we stop talking. We lost ability to speak and we just feel. We are rebellious youth, we push everything away. Lonely rebellious, hail our so-called liberty. We've pushed away our families for our friends, pushed away rules, breaking boundaries and expectations. We pushed away rules because we're way to cool and pushed away a God because of course, we know everything.
What are we looking for? We're never satisfied and it's never fair. Claiming we're never understood, we march. What is this quiet breakdown that cleverly eats us? We search in boyfriends, sex, music and tv, yet we cry that we're lonely.
Where do we find something that doesn't fail us? What are we looking for?