For The Next While (NAPOWRIMO 2015 #08)
Money is an illusion
Love is manufactured
Friends ride the winds
And jobs are a prison
Art is egotistic
Society is a joke
Academia’s full of whacko’s
And sex is just another trick
But for the next while
It will bridge day to week
But for the next while
It’ll stay from alarm to night pills
But for the next while
It’s an illusion of real
But for the next while
It’ll be alright. It’s only for a while.
