Antisocial Wasteland

Why do you ask me
To say what
You will never understand
You are just victims
Of this antisocial wasteland
Why do you ask me
you will never listen
forgone is your decision
With a blurry 20/20 vision
You will never read or do
What's in front of you
You can't be told
What's in all caps and in bold
You come out of your friend
blacked out foreign car
Pretending to be a star
Some with high heels,
Some with high tops
Others with expensive
designer's flip flops
With that dumb smile
That lasts for a while
Until you get high more
With thc refills
From the vape store
You can't see
What's painted on the floor
All you care is getting
a few nips from the
Wine & Spirits next door
I'm so sorry, I understand
you never got real hugs
And that's why you now
Aspire to be Tick Tock
bitches and thugs