poor meek
nothing to fight for
have to make their own dreams
live for what they want and not what they need
poor lost children
drowning in a sea of pop-culture
no real talk anymore
gibberish
listen.listen.
---nothing
not even silence
filling space that didn't ask to be filled
neon everywhere; look at me, look at me
I have nothing to say- all day

(please fund my cause to get me out of this as soon as possible)