The Taciturn Thing - How Should I Be?

In front of our eyes, around the infinite
In this habitat that wants to frame you
Hypnotism on TV, how to talk?
How to dress? How should I be?

In our own mind, in our self
Following dictated words, choking words
Written laws by closed eyes
How to live? How should I be?

Then we run alone
But never got away
Always in despair
Chaos is today