Let me in, show me around,

Leave me staring in the mirrors of time

Let me hold myself excessively close,

Leave me looking in my own eyes

Let me out, of my own little honest space

Leave me staring at my world from outside

I’m tired of trying to play the right chords

Of embracing my own uncomfortable hide

I see people trying to paint the face of change

Quiet brilliance, I’ve been told, is transparent

Forever there, is the decay that kills the color

And befriends you with your coldest winter

Let me in, but then throw me out

Watch me lose my integrity,

And then label me unsatisfied

I’ll soon be tired of being one of you,

And then leave me selfishly happy

In my own fluctuating design