Watching you make yourselves in puzzle pieces.
This keeps me alive through incubation,
I’m force fed through my nose.
My stunted growth: through intoxication,
Peeled skin make up my clothes.
I can’t stand to see them laughing,
I wish that I could laugh too.
But when I’m outside of their circle,
I’ll hold my breath until I’m blue.
It’s not the friends I thought that stood by,
In a role I cannot play.
The act in which was certain,
My stunted words I cannot say.
The confidence is at half mast,
A surrender flag that’s ignored.
Still the charge, it commences,
I’m buying time I can’t afford.
The whole world will never know me,
Mute attributes shrivelled meek.
Like a spoilt child in a sweet shop,
It’s the attention that I seek.
So here’s to glory in our peer groups,
May you wash your hands in envy.
It’s as green as the grass on the other side,
And my shame is twice as heavy.
26/01/2011
