Glory Daze

Holding our youth in our hands
it’s clear it’s tangled,
especially in this tainted light.
Trying to test it out
we’ve stretched it out
breaking it out when we’re feeling trite.
Goddamnit it’s not shining anymore.
Caked in demystification
and disbelief,
it stinks of heavy cynicism.
Old Orwell was right.
Fighting to fight to fight.
The thick coat of our youth has worn thin.

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