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.