Maturity Complex

walking through turnstiles
the idiots dressed in glass
Britney Spears obsessed delegates
hovering like geeks at a Star Trek convention
moving en masse droning on
a promised land lies ahead
from cocaine to rogaine
counting grams
soy bean future
ROCK IS DEAD
unless you can stomach it
six feet under where it should be
in order to remain stable
Zoloft kills the real you
anyway
if you were meant to be pathetically sad
instead of just being pathetic
this isn't my father's love anymore
we can get high with our friends
but not like his older days
that strike us about as amusing
as history class was
WHY ARE WE PRETENDING
big checks aren't everything
unless
the firm
withholds it from you
when you need it most
and they know it
better than you think
like an anesthetic before the date rape drug
medication for the whole
robbing of the soul
taking advantage of youth
amnesia caused by slugs
the cats will get to you
before they have their nails trimmed
and reduce you to the bloody scratches you evoke
upon society
and yourself without you even knowing
without even knowing who you are
come along children
time for another lesson that you won't listen to
apparently you've already got it figured out
that I suppose
one day you'll realize
you don't know as much as you do
cry on cry on die on
the living you do now
will only set you back tenfold
when you cross the gates to adulthood
and realize you're still a kid