I am feeling a lot weird
either I dont know me
obviously I dont know the world
its so empty inside and out
no one I blame
but I never understood the crowd
moving out just to meet the mass
all I like is the green grass
walking barefoot on empty side walk
I feel to watch more and no talk
a question of my weirdness
is positively raised
to me cafes and restaurants are no praise
for they let you sit till they earn
suffocated I wish time to run
Am I wrong to want to look for that one art work?
similar in fashion to my dream world?
because I am a complacent being
self praising and for self living
dejected I might make you feel
but is it you or is it me?
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