Stop.
Stop it.
Making the young man think
that you could be inked
or pierced.
Stop it.
Making the young man think
that you could be inked
or pierced.
Sending his naive mind
past your intentions
and down the rabbit hole
where he will never really go.
Others come and go
the ones that really cared
and watch their shaking heads
as he nods to every placebo offered
Soon youll walk away
and leave him standing
like a monument once praised
and when your shadow dissapears
he will turn to look at your trail of glory
and be alone.