People Watching Between Classes

poor meek nothing to fight for have to make their own dreams live for what they want and not what they need poor lost children drowning in a sea of pop-culture no real talk anymore gibberish listen.listen. ---nothing not even silence filling space that didn't ask to be filled neon everywhere; look at me, look at me I have nothing to say- all day (please fund my cause to get me out of this as soon as possible)