Partly out of Tune


The world was fuzzy and blurred
coming through in waves,
like a radio
not quite tuned to the station
and so, sometimes I was with it;
with the program
and sometimes,
I just missed the point

I was distant, dreaming on clouds
wavering back and forth
like a lunatic
not quite in tune with reality
and so sometimes I felt
confused. Was it the world
that was out of tune
or was it me?

The world is clear and bright,
coming through in stereo,
like a living nightmare,
not quite a dream, too scary to be real
and so I am contented
with my lunacy and feel safer,
sometimes being
partly out of tune

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