Sep 09, 2008 21:29
These Kids are way too cool for me, now. It’s like everyone else gets this newsletter with all of the good stuff in it: what to wear, what to hear, how to speak and what to speak out against… The public opinion moves like a pack of animals, each frightened soul pushing it’s way towards the middle of the herd for fear of the wolves or the wind outside.
Well, I’ll tell you Kids… We wolves have better ways to fill our bellies, and the wind doesn’t care about you, either. Your scenes will take you all the way home. Your scene will keep you safe-- you’ll never think a thought of your own, and you’ll never know what you could have known, where you could have gone, or whether you were right or wrong… But your soul, Kids. Your soul can’t flat iron it’s hair.