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laura-mars — Howls and Whimpers
Published: 2008-11-18 06:05:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 152; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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How the hell do I tell youWhat the best minds of my generation are thinking?
Gone gone gone down the gutter anyway
Never to be heard from again
Holed up in some basement fearing the jackboots coming to drag their stoned
Queer asses away for all the rabble raising they ceased and desisted long before this paranoia
Set in
Clutching at herself and weeping, many a night
Choking on all the insecurities, lost in a crowd of voices
Each thinking it’s self to be the most disenfranchised, most misunderstood
We grew up geniuses, so we thought, praised by parent and teacher alike
So full of promise
Only to fall from grace, drooling valium flunking out of high school
To get hooked on cocaine and sex with sleazy men
Never making it to Europe
Never going to college
Or else being hauled away screaming, terrified of failure
Giving up, never going back
Pressed under dreams set so high, so heavy
Still reaching for the heavens and our grasp so far exceeded
“Everyone loves the dream but I kill it”
…
Goddamnit, you lost me anyway.
