What Did You Say To Me? What Did You Say?

A growing significance to prevent,
An appearance of one's unlimited intelligence...
Often is tried to document,
With applying of chemicals invented to test minds picked...
As if scientists can depict what makes human beings tick.

And as a device to intervene,
Manipulation is used to wedge between...
Those riding in the back seats of a bus.
With minds already addicted and messed up,
Fussing and cussing to disrupt.
And the ones running behind it trying to catch up,
To gossip with others who have become offended...
By anyone who knows exactly where that bus goes!

'If there is one thing I can't 'stand',
Is someone who thinks they know everything.'

~I am the driver.
Did you signal me to stop?
Is this where you want to get off? ~