Cacophony

Set 'em up;

I'll knock 'em down, like the old days. 

Toss it down the gutter, 

once in a while. 

Seventeen;

You're far too young, to be our age. 

You break the silence,

all aloof with a smile. 

I don't want to be

A pin stuck in outer space. 

It's getting cold now, 

The sun doesn't shine.