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The mad young man
Never talks to anyone
But lies to everyone.

His life?
He has none.
Tells everyone but they laugh at his jokes.
When you treat yourself like dirt,
No one will ever take you seriously.
Is it better this way?

Always silent
Always screaming.
What is it he wants?
Never clear
Always cleaver
Hides the truth,
Pulled off the greatest act.
No one would guess.
Unless you watched who his eyes really follow.
The only way to see.

He is a lost young man
Looking for a friend.
Mostly ignored,
Never understood.
Doesn’t even know
What he wants.
Yet tries to tell everyone what it is.