Why would you scream so much?
Why would you express so much to the world?
... And why would the world listen?
You all drink to give voice to your demands... Or at least to by pass your inhibitions.
I chain but now to my playful soul.
No longer hit with the urgency of what I want. What I want is not important and in many ways not worthy of my time.
Things are fun without need
And I need nothing.
So as soft as the breeze I kiss your beautiful neck
And as subtle as a storm I dance with my lost mind to slowly open to find confused faces.
This is why they ask me to exist
I'm smarter than I give myself credit for but stupider than my life's worth which gives the remainder as a...
- sleeps
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