If i spoke
you could barely hear me
because i wanted it that way
and if i stood
you would hardly see me
in the static of the fray
and if i cried
you would scarcely notice
just smirk and look away
and if i kicked
it would not touch u
a leader and a stray
and if i wrote
you would not read it
a black sheep feigning gray
and if i hid
you would never find me
no matter what u say.