It’s all speculation
Clueless in judgments what are we really saying
Gotta stop playing
The courtroom records plain conversations
Round after round incorrect and assumption filled statements
Playing clue without looking at our cards
Impressions imprisoning every single thought
Tainted lenses out of focus yet I spy
A traitor an enemy lies leaking through eyes
I’m justified to request a diet of humble pie
Silence during interactions girl or boy bye
It’s all speculation yet attitudes fly.
What are you thinking about after reading this?