Yeah, dear, I love my loneliness.
People think that it's just a haughtiness.
But you can believe that it isn't so.
Because I'm not like everyone. No.
In this crazy world they like hypocrisy.
And they always call it democracy.
And I never can understand them quite.
It is really mutual. Dear, alright.
People often make fine speeches.
Well, of course, they are good teachers.
But, my dear, you should just memorize
Trusting fully may be compromised.
Understanding people I left there.
Nobody, of course, can be so aware
To condemn them and sue their real actions.
But alone I'm visited by satisfaction.
Without hypocrisy
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