Some people seem so nice
And so quick to give advice
Yet, speak without a voice
No signal, only noise
Some people seem so kind
Then stab you from behind
Drumming up nothing original
Pure noise, zero signal
I see you singing loud
To a sold-out, no-show crowd
Your heroic, fantasized emotion
Of egoic self-promotion
You’ve no influence, no consequence
No impact, and that’s that
Just permanent transparent ploys
No signal, only noise.