The wisps of smoke in the air,
the hazy vision from the short-lived high.
The cheap thrills on the road to nowhere,
drunk off stolen ***** from the cupboard of your house.
The pulse of your heart in beat with the music,
the remedy of your depression coursing through your veins.
The unfeigned laughter and guileless smiles,
this is what it means to be part of the misguided youth.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
The wisps of smoke in the air,
the hazy vision from the short-lived high.
The cheap thrills on the road to nowhere,
drunk off stolen ***** from the cupboard of your house.
The pulse of your heart in beat with the music,
the remedy of your depression coursing through your veins.
The unfeigned laughter and guileless smiles,
this is what it means to be part of the misguided youth.
