2018-02-23 - 3:17 p.m.
I've been transported back in time something familiar yet also bizarre the same old Twilight Zone with the same old Culture of Silence Oh, what a pain Here we go again The same old policy still reigns opening mouths, typing fingers loud voices, empty messages Nothing, nothing, nothing... Am I still one of them? I have no say, because they don't give a damn My voice is always cut off with reprimands “Just follow The Culture of Silence” That's always been their best defense “Sssh...it's only in your mind,” they always say. “Everything's fine.” Or: “What's your problem? Why won't you just shut up and listen?” Nothing, nothing, nothing... This Culture of Silence builds nothing but walls of blissful ignorance You may try to climb and up you crawl but you just don't get the chance because some of them use the digits of their age or the colour of their skin or the God they choose to believe in just to make you feel small Let's try not to take it personal In their eyes, you're nothing but trouble so abnormal They just want to act like nothing happens What are you trying to dampen? Nothing, nothing, NOTHING!!! Nothing, because there's no point in trying They're so caught up in make-believe that silence will get the problems to leave a picture-perfect Twilight Zone where The Great Pretenders may never be dethroned I've always been that element treated more like a poison or a red rose's thorn With them, I can never win I suppose I no longer fit in Why am I still here? Will they be happier if I disappear? They might complain one day that we don't talk anymore but I remember the last time we did and I wonder: “What for?” Nothing... R.
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