It’s dangerous to think I know
What you’re really thinking, and have been all this time
It’s stupid to think I know
Anything at all
Compared to the nothingness I recall
Like a goldfish in a bowl
There’s a plant…
There’s a plant
There’s a plant I’ve never seen before
Collective imagination
Multiplies I guess with numbers
Each adds to the mixture
‘Till it just won’t blend
Each tries to stitch its self inflicted wounds
So much that it won’t mend
There are too many attempts
At getting what has gone
It drives it ever further
Further away into the corner
Like a frightened dog beneath a fallen tree
So many hands offer their scent
None will comfort without ease
So far we have come along now,
Can’t remember anything before
That could have been worth living for
Content to float
Not quite in the atmosphere
Not adventuring to space
Just wasting aimlessly, and elegantly away
Here I am the real me,
I know it can take a while to see
But now you can,
You’re in the minority,
But I give everything
Everything I am
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