If I could smooth talk
I'd haggle my way through life Without a worry Without a fight Without a conscience How sweet would that be? Without the rain stinging like acidic bees Mere words if well placed could get things done observe,predict and control My brain buzzing My face serene As I turn gutters into rivers and drown you slowly there are more of us A tribe Feel the kinship the brotherhood of imposters Nod and maintain a distance We're in business Parents would warn their kids About the world with people like me And our cultivated insincerity I'd judge you But never patronize Out in the open i play on your weakness to use your strengths And drop you when I'm done Or bored And you will think It was all your idea but your heart will know It was mine.