Words...

What's the point of speaking when,

No one's listening,

Too busy bypassing what's coming out of your mouth...

Ducking dodging when they see you comin',

Avoiding conversation because,

It's not interesting,

They can't fallow or,

Don't care to,

Cuz it's you...

Feel like a stranger when I'm at work,

When I'm at home,

Always alone...

Staying occupied with the thoughts in my head,

Prayers that I've said,

All through my silence...

Turning smiles upside down,

Then they beg your pardon,

Politely you accept but,

The truth is your upset...

I guess it a feeling that I'll never get used to,

Although I'm accustomed,

At times I just play dumb...