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By Ali Date: 2002 May 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.20.08.42.25892]] |
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They're watching me, Watching you-- But you're trying not to See, Or speak, Or hear Any evil. But I'm going to hell In a hand basket-- And you're not about to Come along, For the ride. It looks like someone's Lost his nerve As opposed to his mind, And that's the funny thing About confidence, About character, About the choices That we all make-- We assume that nothing changes When we change our minds, But that's just the assumption Of a fool. Context and content, Complain and conspire Against everything That I thought to be real-- But to say that all realities Are created equal, Is a naive lie. And I look at you, As you try not to look at me, And I wonder, Exactly, What the hell was I thinking, When I thought that you Cared. |