Be still.
Please don't speak,
At least not until you answer me.
Little Miss Busy Body,
Go, go, go.
Can you just be still,
Or calm down a little more?
Your head is in the clouds,
Or buried in the dirt.
Why is sitting so hard?
Are you that afraid to hurt?
Are you in terror over being aware?
Because, you know, you might find the answer if you just sit there.
Please, Please be still.
And just sit here and be,
Look at your reflection,
And perhaps you'll start to notice me.
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