Breathing is what I do best
Just standing there with the rest
Doing something great is what I would never dare
Because I just walk but have no idea where

People are around me, but I never connect
Fear of being mocked, shunned and getting no respect
I open my mouth but words slip my tongue so errant
I talk but the words are incoherent

Voices of the ****** flocks my mind
Making peace very far from my hand
A clogged psyche that never glisten
I hear but I never listen

Every day I am afraid to see
That somebody else would replace me
In this world he could not perceive
Someone who only exist but who does not live.