You’re hiding from the daylight,
living within the shadows,
adoring the stars and the moon,
living life how you choose.
Wired into new technology,
typing your life away,
delaying reproduction,
sipping on coffee slavery.
“When we were younger
life was so much simpler”,
you hear the words again
through disappointed lips.
“Be more like X”, “Do more
of Y”, “why are you so odd?”,
“You live a strange lifestyle”,
“How did you come to this?”
In the early vanishing hours,
you play the songs you love,
write your truth in words, and
you crush their expectations.
C & K 