Sunday, May 22, 2011

bright lights.

must be used to smiling for the camera
every detail on display for a world who glances
and then turns their heads
embedded deep inside your own popularity contest
i know her through him and him through her and them through them
don't stop until you know every single one worth knowing
because nirvana must be in the who and what, right?

i'm sad because we live it all like this
driving with our eyes closed and steering with our legs and blasting the music while we think about how the other guy keeps riding our ass
pull yourself out of your car and think about how you're driving
think about the drive instead of riding
most of us just ride, all while bitching about the tailgaters.

i wish flashing my brights was all i had to do to make someone understand.

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