9/25/15
Dropped off at the mall,
With nothing but my own swagger -
It's my mobile wall
Cuz I'm better at keepin' you out than Mick Jagger!
Haven't lived the mall rat life
In such a long while and
Now I'm reminded about the Capitalist strife
That grips my soul as I wait for this to end.
The subliminal soundtrack of the mall
Eats into my brain as I walk.
I turn on my unconventional music, put up the wall
And text others, for surrounded by people, my lonliness prompts talk.
My eyes stare at nothing yet everything
As I sit, the smells of food tantalizingly
Torture my senses and I gaze upon people hunting for savings
Time moves slowly, so agonizingly.
~not the best~
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