i haven't met this word for a long time
for i felt quite the same doing things alone or together

but it attacked me
i felt lonely when equity does not exist anymore
my thoughts cannot be voiced or else i will risk my own future
i only feel accompanied when i am physically alone thinking about my dear old fellows

i just wish it isn't because of myself that i get into such a place
but i wish more that i could just shut my eyes and ears and mouth

i am a part of the flock
i am a part of the flock
i am a part of the flock

i run on a linear road
i pant, i stop, i get going again
i wish i could close my eyes and ignore the arrows and stones flying past me
i forget about my wishes and dodge and jump and roar and roll

it's so like a dream
i try to do all the things peacefully as the others finish them gracefully
"there is no use groaning"
and so i swallow this panacea for millions of times

i look up to the sky to take a deep breath
but not only left, right, up, down
i haven't peered inside my decaying guts for a long time
rusting, dirt accumulating
i need a flush
please swirl all my worries and calculations away

and that reminds me
it is the rule of nature for things to go into disorder