You’re expected to love them, or at least to like them .
Assigned value .
Value for this, value for that, whimsical as mood,
Assigned value.
I kinda like people that you don’t know about.
Not on some hipster shit, on some quiet respect.
You make a lot of noise.
You spend a lot of time telling me how you’re better .
I can hear it in your voice.
Hate that shit .
It deserves to be discriminated against.
Because you’re nothing, just like me.
Yawn.
Yawn to you.
Seen it before, boring episode…
So sleepy
dawn 