Tipsy serendipity
Walking around in a prison cell
With a smile on
Everything exposed is an authentic facade
Conductivity is at a low
Loosely holing on tight
Not letting go of what should be free
Speaking opinions not all my own
Shut up and speak up
Find peace not war no need to fight
Listening to silence
the rhythm you hear is one noise cannot
who you are remains a mystery
confused and contradictory
discombobulated self
spilling from your mouth
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