everyone is all too familiar
everything simply the same
Disgusted by common personalities proclaiming individuality
hot talkers and Hollywood walkers
stroll the blvd advertising dreams only they can afford to buy
Every man's a "superman" and truth is kryptonite
They drop "Gee" money on Gucci, Louis, Prada
dress the role of real
and yet still...
authenticity escapes them
no matter the price on the tag...
black market hearts can never be concealed.
Unimpressed with stiff performances
dance does not exist without movement...
try something conducive.
Eluding actions are confusing
Or am I just that elusive?
Overwhelmed with redundance
surrounded by an unknown species all alike
where the only thing thats inconsistent is
the lack thereof distinction
Im the nonstandard atypical,
in search of off base deviance.
An encounter that is different
not yet classified and undistinguished
is this too much to ask?
A moment where affirmations coincide with proclamations
like a black pearl
give me something different