TEENAGE PHONECALLS...

Urged to speak
Where silence reigns
Moods overtaking
The sleep depraved
Supercilious ideas
Ground to dust
Ignored in normality
And the beat of 'I must'
Mortal lives
And perishable hearts
Bach worse than byte
As axes bite bark
Destruction of nature
Normal becomes rare
Reality is virtual
Nobody cares
Violence unbidden
Endorsed by the world
Retaliation expected
By laughing teenage girls
Unaffected by society
Brittle as glass
Bounded by their wardrobes
Clothes denoting class
For when the trial is over
And the line is dead
Noone knows the massacre
Taking place inside her head
He is deaf to piteous cries
Nobody understands
Silence from the weary
She's doing the best she can
Blatant misforgivings
For every little sin
A will that's made of iron
A heart of molten tin
Every single second
Of every single day
Masses of them gather
To see each other bear the pain
Laughing at misfortunes
Chinese whispers reign
Pizza, noodles, hotdogs
Gum and chicken chow mein
They talk of sin and Satan
Falsities and lies
They call it conversation
And then they say goodbye.