A fly crawls across the wall slowly 

Only I can hear its buzzing sound solely 

It watches every move that I make 

It listens to every word that I fake

It thinks that I do not see it there

It presumes I am to lost in my despair 

Out of the corner of my eye I can see it

I should take something and hit 

Then they could no longer watch me

Then they would finally truly see

Alas, I must hold onto my self control 

Keep me buried deep within my soul