I Won’t Notice

I’m feeling something lightly in the press.

Tune In. You’ll learn a lot.

It spoke of great tasting harm,

And mouth watering times

slightly in the press.

I’m smart now.

I’ll enjoy walking around

With that egg on my face.

I want people to notice my reality,

But they’re stuck in theirs, I guess.

Too many of us who don’t listen

Can’t see past the eggs on our face.

We don’t like to be happy.

That’s what they say about people.

I won’t notice that reality

Because it seems too real.

My mood has soared to the heights of hell

And it’s still too cold.

Even if there is no one around here,

Watching me,

I can burrow down so deep that it won’t show.

I won’t notice that that reality was once a TV show.

Sounds scary but I’ll live.

You do not notice the reality

In which you do not live.