XVII

In this state of "otherness"
Some find it's fun to miss
The world around them
When the inside is pure bliss

Snapping into this "truth"
That's been created for me
I watch the unchained enslaved
and know they think they're happy

But if you could follow me
into this tragic unknown

would you?

XVI

If I had gold
jewels and palaces
but not my word
I am no one

If I had the cars
the contacts
and contracts
but not my word
I am no one

If I had the "bling"
that "thing"
but not my word
I am no one

If I had the looks
the fame
the power
no shame
but not my word
I am no one