Dress Rehearsal for the Reclusive Youth

Dirty pants and a dirty shirt collected from lacquered floors
Traverse polluted concrete blocks to the polluted liquor store
A yellow brick road for street kids, hopeless, and the poor
Two brown bag specials brought back to your door

Stiff drinks alone in your one bedroom apartment
Liquid motivation necessary to get you started
Tolerable and endurable dealing with white noise
The blank expressions and your lack of choice

Summon up empty smiles for those that pass you
A soft “fuck this life” as you raise your glass too
“Cheers Everyone!” were having the time of our lives
Funny how they don’t read the contempt in your eyes
(It’s enough to eat your heart while maggots become flies)

Drink, smile, drink, smile, then repeat
If I had the balls I’d be screaming on the street
Piss drunk homeless now seem to be the sane ones
But were young and handsome, were placated and dumb

Reclusive youth we run this town
We cant unite because we cant allow
Our weaknesses displayed our smiles be frowns
Lets admit this existence is futile shun formalies passed down
By an unhappy generation whose dreams were never found
...Of misery and toil we will all soon drown