Fortunately my vigorous soul remains through my presence's theft,
in motion yes, not quietly going in the dark upon your request.
Satisfyingly suffer as what is inflicted only creates reason,
deaf, mute, or blind and I will still hear my mind speaking.
Apparently y'all forgot, my logic demolished my concern,
the perception of who I am to you was overturned and burned.
But not at the steak, attempt to dismiss a public display.
Not like the public would say s*** to exhibit public dismay.
Just some puppets I'd say. Has forgetfulness rid me of bounding?
Good question, I'll get back to you when I interpret my surroundings...