Lights, and bling
Fools, and screams
Its all the same,
Just a different name

Creepy shades of gray
Blurs of people,
And conversation
Without obligation

Living in the profanity
Of frosty lip gloss tubes
In worlds consumed with outward appearances
Just dump out your brain
You stupid pretty girl
I’ve seen you do it

This isn’t a thing about thoughts or wisdom
Or even the search of it
This is about people,
Doing exactly what is expected of them
Getting too loud
Too processed
Too, used up.

Making false escapes,
Only to have familiarity come to them instead
Go ahead,
Run away
With the safety in knowing
They’ll follow you.

-Taylor