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.