Beneath boring social navigation
Beneath the facts on a facebook profile
True selves, whimpering under sedation
A story, found under that fake, even, smile
The waiter doesn’t care about your day,
That cute girl won’t care about the weather
Useless, aimless conversation, childsplay
Post-childhood people, alone together
Most kids will lose their blunt sincerity
And become adults with a conjoined mask
Personalities, void of clarity
If you know the conversation, why ask?
Last night’s ball game, discussed like some great tale,
But I don’t like silence, I guess it’s stale.