Monday, October 5, 2015

Enough of that Fake Shit

So, I've always relied on an honest approach.
Can't Believe It's Not Butter's not better on toast.
Not afraid to show off what it means to be me.
Not afraid to say what will still embarrass most.

Flew away for a while, like an eagle, to see.
'Cross the ocean, I found a new community.
If you never explore then you'll never be free.
When you grow up surrounded by such vanity.

I've been blinded, a cynic, no hope for today.
Life's a marathon run before we even train.
A degree I will get because my parents paid.
A job's no guarantee afterwards; that's insane.

Avante garde--self proclaimed--never will achieve fame.
Not unless someone changes the rules to the game.

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