i look away
there’s nothing new to see
throughout the day
with so much me to be
inside i play
pretending to be free

and then i tell myself
there’s nothing to be done
i’m not the one
to save the world
that i’m creating
everyday
i look away

but i speak my mind
there’s so much going on
and so little time
it don’t matter that i’m wrong
tartuffe sublime
it’s a waste and it’s a crime

and then i double down
i’ve got to show you all
i’m not so small
as those others
that i’m trashing
deaf and blind
I speak my mind

oh sweet distraction
what i deserve
my great reaction
i live to serve

so look at me
as i dance on my high horse
so bourgeoisie
a fine family of course
no not for thee
perhaps remiss but no remorse

and then i take a breath
i’m finally off the hook
finish my book
it’s not my fault
i guess the world
can go to hell
as you can see
so look at me

Peace/Love

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