i felt you in my bones
could not believe those who are alone
they sat and played,

as a younger person
tried so (too) hard
my gnarled anger

my knees looks less grazed
these blue eyes look less glazed
this future seeking mind
so much less amazed

it is about being true to yourself
it is not about right or wrong
it is not about morally correct
it is about being true to yourself

you pain
is advertised
like a billboard

how did i become
the person i am
no obvious pointers
just a build up of sand

you can have my secrets
and the stories i tell
you can take my vanity
but do not take away my space
and my need to be free

i am not surprised
i am just very full
with a belly full of lies
and i am so tired
from constantly rolling my eyes

ask me when i wake up
they will take me as i am
only if i apologise for my past
only i if i carry the can
well i carried the can

i get some hunger pains
make a sandwich,
almost made some toast
but the marmalade has all gone
so i take my sandwich,
back to the living room