Everybody is here

trade for my wage

without a career

and I won't apologize

that I can't be defined

Boyfriend or Girlfriend

what we have

doesn't make us men

and magazines

they tell me things

my throwaway culture

begins and quickly ends

Living like this is almost my choice

limited but far from unaware

fashion stands as a history

these feelings I never wanted to wear

Patiently

or resignated

we confront where it is we are

the time has passed us long ago

to understand our era

remains a curse.