What's better than words spoken
Is silence kept in peace
Unless they asking for your thoughts, you should let it be
If you're asking them to talk? do the listening
Fallin' victim to the word vomit? sickening
Simply sincerely, a letter to myself
I'm failing my way to wealth & love
And both endure their casualties
Catastrophes of passive, placid figments of imagining
Reality ain't sterile so your vocals lure cacophonies
Of disharmonic frequencies
That you never intended
Foolish Mr. Wild, you forgot your lesson
The message ain't to set it right but see it rightly
The eye sees what "I" need
And there's a balance I'll have to suffer
When I choose whether or not to impart on another
My views, thoughts & opinions
Advice I wanna mention
Decide, but never question
The right to remain silent
The guidance I wanna give
Is my own way to live
Well