Mystic Underground Delusional
The envious elite in this town of no importanceThey're
sheltered and surrounded by their parents' open wallets
'No surprises left,' she said
We're doomed
We've seen it all
Dreams of leaving, but money speaks
She has no answers
She's gone delusional
In your eyes a young diminishing star
Her parents sigh
You were born here
This is where you'll stay
She's gone delusional
They're just jealous, so jealous
They city calls and it's your time
The rooftop is her pulpit
It's where she's safe from all the doubters
They march to beats of soundbites
See them hear it, repeat it, forget it
What's more shocking?
Logic, love, ambition
She wants to be a writer
To have the living you people owed her
Shots in your direction
Hollow and desperate
So dry your eyes
You're sad and lonely
Your fists are clenched
You're safe when you close your eyes
You don't belong here
You were born here
They want you to die here
A great disappointment
A perennial best seller
Jumbled up in thought
Love, war, fear, sex
She always said it
You never listened
Strength, longing, desire, passion
She always had it
You never bothered
