Watching

The silence is deafening with no chitter chatter
No sniping
No third hand thinking
No fear

As the speakers vibrate the masses
the speech is low and distyant, kept away
I can think, I can see

Sitting lonesome breathes repair to the ears, able to let neurons connect in the misty fog of bubbles
The venom is clear from burning

Why can’t people be themselves?

An act upon and act can become a tiring affarir. Doubtful

Why do you act like this?

Be for you
Be for self
Be for your freedom
Be you

Don’t act
Just be

Be what you want to be
Keep thoughts of lessers behind

Fuck ‘em
Fuck ‘em
Fuck ‘em