I am the deaf eavesdropper, my ears are shoved shut with ignorance.
You speak and you only assume that I listen.

Speak of me like I give a damn.
Simmer down when I walk towards you,
like I could not feel your piercing stare when I am walking away.

Silence tells me everything I need to know.
And the more I hear, the more I hate.

Aren't we all some poorly constructed attempt of plagiarism?
Pursue to be authentic, and realize it has all been done before.
We are all black and blue coloured with green spots that are burning away.
At least I admit it. I admit that I am you and all of the other people in the world.


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