Look Left
They will never see it.
They'll never understand.
Everyday the same song,
sung by another band.
They don't get it,
the double layer in a poem.
The worst case
of Stockholm syndrome.
"If you have a beak,
call your enemy a duck,
and the sheep will never know
it's them you rock."
Until they're fast asleep.
Until they just don't care.
Until they start blaming you
for everything they don't dare.
Stay on your toes.
Your friends are foes.
Be aware of time.
They'll never be yours.
They'll never be mine.