You may not believe it,
Nor guess or perceive it,
Sad you say?
Here's the truth so hear it
You think your self to be unknown,
Unnoticed, unseen,
While all the time
I'm watching you.
How would you know? your head's bent down
You think you can hide behind that mask,
All smiles all lies.
How narrow is your vision compared to mine?
You think your soul cannot escape these pathetic little eye holes?
I ask.
Your soul trickles through
And touches me through and through,
Sad you say?
I'm utterly humoured by you
Walk on, why don't you?
Drown in your sulking,
Wish for a universal awakening,
Pretend you're alone in your thoughts and deeds,
Well guess what?
Out through your eye holes, puss is oozing.
You and I, spawn of the same sin,
Your mask is porcelain
Sad you say?
Mine is fleshy and rottin'
Two peas in a pod in a cauldron of goo,
Along with other peas in pods too,
Sad you say?
Happy to be you
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