Flashback Forward

Tired eyes within an expression of lies. Modesty sold to both youth and old. Peering out of an unseen future. Days spent in a sweatshop to pay rent on a house occupied by a phantom with no name. Dreams of a surf bound to a contract with no expiration date. My reward for a job well done being an expedited pink slip that guarantees overtime. I was lied to by those closest to me. College was a scam designed to empower the corrupt to a tenure unforseen. I'll see your poverty and raise you a heart attack.