Watchers
I can’t abandon ship because
The watchers of the show
Won’t let me in - their gates are closed
So there’s no way to go
Among the horde of savages
I’m of no face and name
Appointed to cause damages
To fit the guessing game
How soon I’ll sink in agony
They’d raise their glasses high
To cheer me up, before I flee
Out of their world to mine.
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