A Standard from Canonizer by fyuur

A Standard

To weep, is to buy into a standard
A manufactured rubric that turns the gears of our feelings

Am I sad?
Or do I just think I should be?
Do I care?
Or are the televised mantras simply speaking to me?

It’s a strange feeling to spend your days wondering what it’s all for, what pushes you, what drives you, what keeps you from diving head first into an L-train, what new flavor Starbucks is going to churn out today, what preconceived notions are going to be placed on me by the general public because of my skin color.

When I was 15 I could never picture myself at 25. I think I know why.

• Rock
• indie rock
• Brooklyn