I could let myself be lead
I don't need to closely examine their motives
in order to feel different
or struggle hard to recreate the thrill
or muster the faith to convince myself
I'm already cradled in it
My identity is pressed and spread
a novel to be read
especially draped and curled
over my body
Perfectly posed,
you might ask me who I really am
y'know things that matter
more than tricks that grab your attention
Maybe you'll let me in
You're not really interested
in a performance,
and I know you have something to say
What is it?
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