Gloomy roomimmersed in a scentof modern cowardsfilled withshapeless creaturessitting in silencebecause they havenothing to sayFake plastic faceswith a grimaceof disappointmentpainted on themAre we stuck on holdexpecting our turnin a waiting roomof so-calledlost generation?
Asper Blurry, Train to the Edge of the Moon
coming-of-age, inspirational, life, lost-souls, poem, poetry, youth