It's hard to say something
When there's nothing to say
Do I engineer a tragedy
Trapped on an island
With a ball
To be my companion
Who imparts pearls of wisdom
With confucioun aplomb
It's hard to say something
When there's nothing to say
Do I purposely fall over
Onto my face
Becoming a grotesque extra
In some fantasists play
Who gets ridiculed and poked
And saved by a bored billionaire
It's hard to say something
When there's nothing to say
Do I sit in silence
And sew my lips
Cross my legs
And shout with my banners
For freedom
And peace
Yet
It's hard to say nothing
When there's something to say
Mmmmmmmmmm
That's it!
I am
Mediocre
Mild
Mannered
Modest
Middle management
Middle class
But I'd rather be
Moody
Morose
Mad
Mean
Mourning
Menacing
Then I'd be real to you
And you'd listen
To what I say.