then we faked a smile and laughing
walked away and our thoughts
were nothing pure but you were clueless.
we were used to this by now…
kissing ass and lying to anybody
who asked us if were real.
somehow we've been denying that
the aberration that is our life is anything but normal.
blush once more and smile as their
avarice consume the ones around us.
defiant thoughts in our feral minds
are raging at you—
what's ours is ours, and
we are not your possessions.