Baby Blue

Aren't you baby blue?
Aren't you so divine

Aren't you lightly dusted with expectation
And around the age
When change should be
Dripping off you?

But you look blue
You look baby blue

Aren't you cute in a t-shirt
And sagging down jeans?

Aren't you straight with crooked glasses
And sheen black hair
And too much on your mind?

Aren't you creative
With the paint splatter
Still sticking
To the soles of your feet?

Aren't you meeting the right people
And networking correctly
And working and not working
And jerking yourself off
While you politically speak

Aren't you telling the truth?
Aren't you baby blue?