The cold air chills me down to my bones
My lack of clothing is ‘cause it’s fashionable
Looking down at my phone
I’m trying to seem nonchalant, but desirable
This world that I live in is so fake
What’s it going to take?
An atom bomb?
For christ’s sake,
I hope not.
I think that’s what scattered our minds in the first place.
I like you, you like me too
Here, let me text it to you
Because confrontation is too scary
You need my help?
Post it on the instagram-y
I’ll double tap it, maybe even comment
There’s no comfort in technology
It’s a cold, stiff solace
I want you to know me
I want you to see the beauty of real things
I want you to leap off that pedestal you stand on
You’ve been living in the clouds for too long
I feel like I’m always cooped up inside
It’s “fine,” society tells me to never mind
Do your homework
Get good grades
Don’t place a limit on me.
My ancestors came to America to be free
Not thrown to have their children’s children thrown into another system that doesn’t work
I don’t have the answer
You don’t either
But we both know something’s wrong
And nobody will admit it
Because nowadays, people are too scared to deal with shit.