In all this buzz
It shows perhaps
Some kind of
Mental disorder
Yes, undoubtedly
I have to accept
My weakness of
Tacit or explicit
Understanding
I need to speak
Through symbolism
Because my sobs
Or my laughter
Sound annoying ...
Even my figure
Is incompatible
With my inner
Psychic confusion.
It is so well
Decent match-fixing
Phony tolerant
Indifferent cheery ...
I should somehow
Communicate
My dreadful pain,
That wears me out
This repleteness
Of deceitful,
Destroying feelings ...