White Noise

I’m wearing clothes

But I feel bare

I can’t see you

Yet I can feel your stare


Treat me like a child

Ask questions

You already know

The answer to


Even though we are inside

My mind is outside this room

As I listen to is the birds

Singing their soothing tune


It doesn’t matter what I say

Your mind already has been made

Others corrupted the truth

Anything i say is white noise


So ill get up

Leave soon

Tired of fighting vicious lies

Believe in what you want, i tried




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