Wrote this today, feedback appreciated!

Blue Hair
Max Mallory

I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from girls with blue hair.
From high schoolers with terrible music taste and hipsters holding unpronounceable coffees.
I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from people who suck at it.
From people still sucking the tit of their mother, or their lover
Or people undercover from the real world
People who stay in their fake world
Hurled off balance whenever someone asks them why they don’t have a job
Or why they’re always so sad
Or why they can’t just get over it.

When you’re the shoulder, the boulder
holding them up, you don’t wanna smolder
I care, I can be there
I’ll let them air it out
Express their doubts
Recess their sensations
It gives us elation to be the one others rely on
But when we’re long gone, they’re singing their swan song
Is that a friend? The non-individual? Receiving residuals; intangible
free feelings for a free fearer?
No.

They can only answer their own questions
Nobody else is gonna do it to them
I mean, four them
They ain’t gonna get past it if a friend is with them
Cause with a hand to hold you’re just a blacksmither
Forging weapons for their actions
Slamming hammers on your own armor
Screw Dan Savage, it gets worse.

But bystander or stander, you learn.
The shrink’s office becomes a schoolhouse.
The family reunion becomes college.
The bottle of pills becomes homework.
Stay in school, get your PhD in happiness.
I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from the ones who dropped out at freshman year
From the ones who graduated as a junior
From the ones who moved to Cali with a valley of a wallet with them
And no one to peruse for a myth of a career with.
With only ears and a mouth to beg
With only tears and south to head

I see that and I get scared.
Not scared, terrified
Because my future is verified
It’s gonna be the same, no fame
No glory, no tour, no story to share
I don’t wanna be there.
I don’t wanna see where
I’ll be or who I’ll be, but I know I’m more.
And I’ll never know if I try
So buy me that plane ticket
I’ll pick a city, a couple of fifties
And the clothes I wear
And walk those streets in bitter cold air
And rock those beats in my apartment I share
With 3 other dudes where rent is still 4 figures
heh, figures. But it’s worth it.
You say I’m thinking too high but I’m Earthin’.
Cause if you don’t agree you’ll see when you
have to be who you have to be

Because if you’re not shooting for goddamn Pluto, you’re not gonna make it.

I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from girls who melt crayons on canvas cause they saw it on Pinterest.
I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from guys who obsess over updating their Facebook relationship status.
I’ve gotten some of the best advice in my life from my mom. From my dad, my brother, my uncle, my dogs and my cat. From my friends. From my lovers.
We all suck at this.
The best people just say they don’t.

DJProfessorK