fill the page with rage and say
what never should have been said
replace my face and shy away from my name
was I ever in your head?
these city lights are burning bright enough to cast a glare
I haven’t quite the convalescence to stand and scowl and stare
sick of your disinterest
erasing and replacing the past
filling all your evenings with
that which never lasts
guiding those eyes to walls
you declare you won't be confined by
well aware of the world outside
but you’d rather stay
in your mind
right?
--
I can’t pretend
well, I can
but I shouldn’t
I shouldn’t pretend.
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