The Night Life

The nightlife! Like potent owls of nature we become vibrant in the night. Daylight circumvented by sleep. This nightlife is a buzz.. The streets are flooded substance abuse increasing drastically. Morals become looser on hips, values no longer fit our style. This nightlife is brutal... In the mist of tobacco the burden of reeking beer I struggle to see a light. We have become oppressors of our own tomorrow. This nightlife corrupts... The night life disguised as fun. Steals dreams and ambition, manipulates the dress code of success to seem of grief. This life has left me weak inseparable from a tot My lungs seem reliant on what seems fun to a teenager I am filled with aggression insomnia a lifestyle. If only in my more fragile years I realized that school rhymed with cool. I would have been right In avoiding the night..