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A commentary on the road rage reality and the false control narrative of our time. Do we really know one another? Do we care? Does it matter?

I think I’ll movie over and let you by

You look like you hate me

But I don’t know why

Did I kiss your sister?

Did I take her home?

You might think you know me

But you don’t

I need a glass of water

To clear my throat

I want to tell you (something)

That you already know

You might walk a mile

That’s just in my shoes

You think that will get you home?

But it won’t

You don’t know me,

You just know my codes!

You don’t know me

Until you get inside my bones…

Inside my bones.