Stop and Stare
I am going nowhere
While everyone attends to their own affairs
Acting like they don't care
What goes on in their own breathing air
Like to change something about it... it seems like a dare
To even talk about it no one would share
But the insides they tear
The outside their bear
While on the chinny chin chin they lose all their hair
Should we even care
Or just
Stop and Stare
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