Black Blazer

Black Blazers we all wear; I just sit and stare; Hearing about things I don't care; Do not close your eyes, just don't dare Do not speak your truth, Oh! they will just glare; Step out of the line, your reputation, Oh! it will be marred; They all say, 'A chance like this is rare'; They tell me, let it break and tear; It is just your soul, no one cares; I am in their lair and their echos blare, My life has become an unanswered questionnaire, Written by their unware hand in this unnecessary warfare. I cry beware, but others say it is our chance to polished silverware And so it goes, I am a fool, a fraud who acts like this is my legionnaire.