Gangsters of Nowhere
We wake at noon, with zero plan, No map, no goal, no noble clan. Our dreams are napping on the floor, While memes and snacks? - we ask for more. We scroll and troll, we laugh and munch, Forget the clock, it's time for lunch. Careers? Oh please! That sounds so grim- We'd rather vibe on every whim. Our talents? Lost! Or never found, Our interests buried underground. Yet somehow, in this chaos wide , We fake some depth ( but laugh with pride). My friends? A gang of jesters bold, With empty pockets , hearts of gold. No push, no pull , no daily grind, Just tiktok dreams and peace of mind. Oh future! dear, just take your time, We'll meet you there( or miss the sign). For now, we're legends of today, Just wingin' life the lazy way.
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