I just want 2 close up
And ignore the rest of the world
2 empty the overflowing cup
And within myself be curled
Sick of the falsities
That are part of everyday life.
The unfeeling niceties
Of which society’s rife.
For a smile grounded in feeling
talk that comes from deep inside
with no selfish second dealing,
or obligatory roller-coaster ride.
But I live in artificiality
Strive 4 originality
Oppose reflex cordiality
And customary banality.