U and ME, Assholes.
Ponder, Ponder as I rhyme and you wonder,
What the words of this whisper could mean to another,
For we are ass’s to play this game,
To dictate lives, we should be put to shame,
Me see, Me intrigued, U see, U believe,
Truth be told, we have been deceived,
Not by them but by our own minds,
Though we do not face the consequences of our own crimes.
Twiddle, twiddle as I rhyme this riddle,
How something so big can be made from so little,
If we don’t speak but just stay quiet,
We may hear the voices of our own lies, try it.
Out of proportion and into the air,
The words of another are of total despair.
So speak as you wish and say what you will,
The truth will be buried as far as I can tell,
Yes, we are ass’s, U and Me,
And the more we assume, the less we will see.
