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Too much perfume with designer names
Permanently scenting pillowcases and violet walls
We were so young then, living life in shades of purple
Glitter in our nail polish and our eyes (acetone and musk)
Three boys a week, counting weekends
Multiplied by our phone calls, divided by the friends we lost
High school mathematics, subtract the heart
Add a glimmer of rebellion to our human equation
We failed kindness to get further in life
Life as we saw it, all mirrors or reflective walls (but which?)
And suddenly we grew and boys no longer broke our hearts
   But our minds.
And instantly we aged and we no longer counted victories
   But our debts.
And finally we changed and we no longer sprayed perfume
But choked on the smell of it, one hundred years old
Our lives were so different then, we will say to each other
Wizened and white in those hospital beds we once disdained
But the truth is, the world is the same
   Greener. Emptier.But fully the same.
And that fact is the same through time.
We are the ones who are different
    And purple is just a color.

One of those pieces of paper folded up in a guitar case, a hat box, slid in the secret places of pillows. Where was I and why was I so angry?
ersatz-moon Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
so full of emotion, i can feel it.
my interpretation is that highschool girls are full of victories, defeating eachother, looks, boys

but suddenly they're 20 and in college and have more meaning in life

inkwazsilver Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2010   Writer
Thank you so much and yes, that's exactly what I was feeling when I wrote this. I love when I can share that!
ElwenAldalinde Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2010
*applauds* I like this one :) It's kind of sad to me, rather than angry. It's interesting for me to read, because I never had any of the "typical" high school girl experiences. I only had two boyfriends out of my four years, and I refused to get involved in any drama. Makes me wonder what I'll be remeniscing on when I'm old and feeble.

...It also makes me wonder what kind of people my generation will be like when they're old and crotchety o.0 I wonder if we're still going to assume the world owes us everything and if we'll still be as fascinated with pushing boundaries and forgetting what morals are. Will we be wise? Will we shake our heads at the younger generations and wonder where their manners are? Will we even notice?

Hehe, sorry for the mini-rant I just went off on :P I'm rather prone to do that...
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