The society,
the society of you,
you keep yourself,
you keep yourself to yourself,
you really do,
in the society of you,
for you will not let anyone through,
through your high walls into the society of you,
for you are a lonely you,
but you do not care,
because no one else's opinions matter to you,
and I do not blame you,
for society is so mean,
and so increasingly obscene,
and I do not blame you,
for having a society of you,
for you, society is not what it should be,
and it has only brought you misery,
so, that is the way that it has got to be,
but I do see you with a smile on your face,
so that says something,
and never, never ever have I,
seen you with tears upon your face,
unlike so often,
on the faces of so many of the rest of the human race,
so often on them as I do,
and I am glad, glad that you like the society of you,
and come to think of it, it now makes more sense to me too.
