Thursday, May 27, 2010

fools on parade, cavort and carry on

prescriptions make me
what i am labeled to be
unfeeling cold medical names
too long to say but dancing
around your tongue anyway
we're not angry or alone
we're just looking for answers
among adolescent fog
we are trendy, filled with apathy
and cigarrette smoke
Wisdom hasn't arrived at our
doorstep yet but
we pretend we know everything
because we do, oh yes, i do.