I am Cold @ 4:21 PM

So, your idea of having fun is partying it up
Thursday Night
Friday Morning,
Friday Night,
Saturday Morning,
from sundown to dawn,
Saturday night and
Sunday morning?
Passed out on the lawn
looking like in mourning?
So your idea of having fun is lighting up
Who knows what,
from God knows where
on some street corner,
at a park, on a bench,
and dusty, old, cold stairs
gasping for air while you smoke,
you're barely there?
You jump for joy
and sing for laughter,
waiting for the approval
of your sad and lonely "friends"
Tomorrow it won't even matter
to you or to them
that you wasted your time
wasted.
So your idea of having fun
is getting drunk, crunk,
sunken on a bar seat
counting beats and
eyeing some men, eyeing you,
counting one, two, three,
to take you home?
Is this your idea of having fun?




*oh, will our world become a dystopia because the youth of today will pass on to youths of tomorrow the ugliest, nastiest habits, until, until...until, the line of homo sapiens or "wise men" are nothing in history books but a bunch of extinct, forsaken drunks and insert other ugly nasty words ____here_____?

Labels: contemplation, Random