Current, trends seem to be blatant statements of these arrangements we find our selves surrounded in,
we want to be different but stay doing the same,
so here I remain,
the profane distinguished lame,
that can’t seem to tame the idea of change,
changing myself to be what you see is best,
so I exclaim and now I proclaim my disdain for this train I am to hop on to entertain your plain thoughts…
i can not, shall not, and will not EVER be bought….
SEPTEMBER