I love it when you move like no one’s watching
And under the guise of plastic reflection
I see you, truly
But you are clueless, you’re moving
And I move less
Because if I’m caught, the show’s over
And I can’t bare to sit here for an hour
With nothing but a digital reality
And paper pages to flip
I’d clip eyelashes if they blurred you
I’d slip toothpicks in between lids
To not miss a minute of you…just sitting there
I love how you represent jeans and messy hair
Trainers, ankle socks and casual wear
There’s no debonair flare to you
No desperation to be more than there
Like me
I’ve been bending split-ends all day
I check my belly in shop windows
And untuck my t-shirt when it strays
From that perfect place I made it’s home
Before I left mine
I wish someone watched me in secrecy
But all they’d see
Is insecurity and attempts to be seen
I do walk train stations with my head high
Midnight roads with my toes in alignment with vogue
And I do catch eyes
I always pull my tops to show lace
And paint my face to elicit hooks for my bait
But I wriggle when I’m caught
And I’m sure you didn’t notice my dangling once
It was a punch in the hunching of my lunch
And I bunched all rejection together
Scrunched my hatred of myself into a fistfull of dust
And then you got up
I watched you walk away, back to me
But not back to me
And I had to make peace with my betrayed
Stray from stay
Because I don’t even know your name
I never saw your face
And I couldn’t place you from a crowd
Of millions for love nor grace
Next stops mine, I’ll turn my back this time
Leave another lonely soul sat
In the grime of pine
As I forget about you all over again
And walk with my head held high.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 