24/02/2010
This is my only danger
the world surround is
A complex stranger
The more i know I don't know
One thing is made clear
The place around is
A predictable fear
The more they tell me the less I know
About things they say matter
The world surround is
Only getting fatter
With a heavy greed, I wouldn't know
A tortured mind of clutter
The place around me where
The smart daren't utter
For the real thoughts, I don't know
I haven't heard, It's not said
For the people we're supposed to hear
Don't make sense in my head
Samh
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