Off The Shelf
I wake up
see the challenges of the day
They wake up
twenty minutes late
They see their mom
Packed lunch; picked out clothes; prepaid day
prepaid way
Through the hallway, strutting Coach and Chanel
or paying that coach for a spot on my team
or teaming up
not with others, but against
Against the day, against the way
that I daily live.
I live through it all, though I see it so differently
My brands are so new that they're unknown to all
you'd have to search, long and hard
through my aisles at Goodwill.
But, soon, will my good will run out?
Reveal my secrets to the world?
Worldly words though can't fit
in such a small place.
This school is a mansion, but it lacks in space
No breathing room
No rooms to breathe
All the rooms - occupied.
So just know
I will make room before I die
for my secrets to shine
for my character to strive
and for you to want to hide
as your fake, plastic ass
squeaks on some shelf
While I have found a place
to reveal my self to myself.