New Year 2012

2012

Its New Years. Snow swishing behind the Michigan rain drops. Ann Arbor lights giving stars blankets. Hidden away from the world like beauties belonging to jealous bulls. Homes with out families make up the front lines as richmen sit comfortably in their tanks watching their dough rise. Rebellion is lame its much cooler to achieve fame so lives will be cut short with hearts still beating. Music is for dancing with no mind. The brain is dead living on synthetic personalities and faces. Attempting to achieve what computers see. Lustful big breasted small chested beauties kill themselves with the pen that makes barbie dolls. Nothing has changed, people live the same and die the same. Young lungs breath in the same air and call it different. Remembering it different until days end. Older today for the twelfth year, some eyes will never see the same days they've grown to fear. 

Reviews

[NinjaPi]

A very insightfull look at modern America. Sweet excellence, Yash.