I often say things before I think, but I find that a lot of the time that's when the best things are said. I could shout ideas and thoughts like someone would care, but really, I think my musings are mostly for my own enjoyment. Poems, songs, ideas and rants courtesy of a generational deserter at her worst (best?).
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Can't get enough of our own voices Do you really believe that anyone is listening? It's time to spew our rage from our dry, empty throats, All the conservative raise your eyes in disgust If you are fake, put your hands in the air.
