In a middle-class drama

 

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I slice on pieces my tie

And throw them on your persona

 

I laugh of you

Using my hands at your table

in a natural way

 

I hear 

Clanging my chains

When I move on

slowly

 

You also know it

But you don’t want to  listen to

‘cause they are your own chains too!

 

So we spend our lives

playing a drama

somebody else has written

just for ourselves.