I’ve been placed within a burdened lot so low.
What happened to the world I used to know?
Don’t speak of what you see or else you will be known.
One perceives in others near only what he doesn’t want to be.
For the ordinary man, it takes too much to say to him hello,
That’s why I’m found within a burdened lot so low.
I must be odd for everyone is talking, but around me, no one speaks.
I’ve acquired a speech impediment and say things I do not know.
Don’t speak of how you feel or else you will be known.
Since when do we represent, obliged to tout our ideologies?
It could only mean the loss of the ones we owned.
Why am I misplaced within a burdened lot so low?
Can’t everyone see the new diseases are nothing like they used to be?
Being among the nameless infects demons contagious. Exorcism the cure, alone.
Don’t think, and stay far from the others or you will be known.
To adapt to life through a new lens is like evolution in Darwin’s theories.
Will I make it through tomorrow? The road is becoming more narrow.
There must be a place where I won’t be so alone.
A ground hog woke up in spring and was scared by an ominous shadow;
It returned to its hole, to wait for a brighter day, tomorrow.
Why have I been placed within a burdened lot so low.
Don’t look at me and speak of what I say, or I will be known.