Everybody is here
trade for my wage
without a career
and I won't apologize
that I can't be defined
Boyfriend or Girlfriend
what we have
doesn't make us men
and magazines
they tell me things
my throwaway culture
begins and quickly ends
Living like this is almost my choice
limited but far from unaware
fashion stands as a history
these feelings I never wanted to wear
Patiently
or resignated
we confront where it is we are
the time has passed us long ago
to understand our era
remains a curse.
