teen ballad

[lullalu]

sickly angel, with your innocent almond eyes,
speaking in treble rasps of dissonant melodies.
you're stalking the pain along blue veins,
concealed in dark shadows from the blush of glowing cigarettes and illuminated televisions.
suffocated by french fries and fosse, by acrylics and steinbeck, by applause and fucking.
the pounding music beats out of sync with an unabridged lament pulsing within you.

ha,ha. welcome to the teen-age.