We
here in the discombobulated reality
we regard as our nogginal ambiances are for the most part
socialistically inclined and believe in providing housing first as a
the major step in the rehabilitation of disadvantaged members of our
quaint dissociation. We have not so far been able to proceed beyond
this first step with our thwarted friend however, and most of our
efforts go towards keeping the neighbours pacified so we don't all
get evicted. We would all feel gratified if he would take that first
little step and open the door to his little room, just a crack, and
say hello to the world.
Peeky
boo then, but I'll not come undone
Just
leave me alone, I'm not up to your niceties,
To
face your world with all your blank stares
Is
too staggering a proposition to put me up to
My
past could be cyphered but what good would it do?
I'd
only be ridiculed for not wanting your rat race
Oh
you may be free from an ignorant torrent
But
there lurks sheer terror in the shadows just past you
I
opened my soul once to kindness and pity
But
was shunted to the trash bin when I gave my two cents worth
Your
world's a tough place, if your happy your hoodwinked
So
please leave me alone now, I'm shutting the door
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