Would it be okay
If I stopped to say
I know you
Not your name
That has now changed
But you’re still you
So many before
Walked out that door
Just to again return
Pretending to be
A different somebody
Some will never learn
If you can’t be you
You can’t be true
So really, what’s the point
I shake my head
At all you’ve said
And roll up another joint
Dumb myself down
Dress up like a clown
At least I am still me
Stoned and alone
I watch from my throne
This chaotic anonymity
