Feels like I'm always waiting for my generation...
The one that forgets me...
The can't hear anything behind the buzz of acceptance...
I wanna be able to speak as an adult...
No words break outside to them...
So all my money and life is from picking up change...
Because I sounds like some idiotic bum...
Till the next life that values the plebs...
Monday, March 4, 2013
Value to the plebs
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