Words keep falling
Bouncing from the walls
You open your mouth
And let them flow
You are like a machine
Put a coin in
You move your mouth
Making sound
You want to be smart
You think you are smart
Like intelligence and age
Always go in pair
But really, it’s not you
We all hope to be smart
Yet some of us
Only exist if others see us
God help me
I don’t want to be your witness
I can hear the emptiness
behind the chatter
I can see your followers
Nodding their heads
As you spit and scream
Oh, how I pity them
Dear fallen idol
You are empty inside
With only sound
Keeping you alive
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