all dressed up 
with nowhere to go
there used to be a time
when dress up 
was everyday routine
when living wasn't 
simply existing
clothing now sits
in the closet
collecting dust
and mothballs
because there's
nothing to do 
and nowhere to go
in this shit hole
known as a town
to these rednecks 
i used to have a life
now i merely exist
like those wandering 
into Wal-Mart