Frozen Concrete People
Aug. 31st, 2001 05:44 pm| Frozen Concrete People night fights against the glow of the streetlamps frozen concrete people stare at other worlds pizza air cuts through the smoggy exhaust of cars young teenage and twentysomething jocko ego types they see me they don't know what I am they fear my pigtails and skirt fucked up gender freaks shouldn't exist in their world "hey faggot show us your dick" I hurry along pushed by my fear I don't want to be bashed or maybe worse I don't trust jocko ego types I've learned from experience to try to avoid them I hate them like they hate me I fear them like they fear me why must I live afraid to walk alone why must I live in a world that hates me |