Honesty is myth unless you pay for it
Beauty is a commodity that we confuse with superficiality
I am beautifully honest but you are unaware of it

I don't know why they hate me
I was only trying to make
The world a better place

I don't know what makes
A man into a monster
A monster into a man
There is so much that I do not understand

The better place
The "superior" race
Is a lie I told myself every day

The bird took flight
She was frightened by the slamming door
She flew into an electric fence
The bird, it is no more

Me.
I wear my skirt backwards simply to make a statement

You.
You do not see the skirt because you don't find them attractive

She.
She thinks we're so absorbed in what is not important

Me.
I made a statement but I was using the wrong language

Hold onto me and I'll disappear
Let go of me and I'll stay for years

Looming over me menacingly
Vividly vicious
The truth
In it's painful honesty
Plain to see
Evidently
The truth of a looming prophecy

Where are you going?
Where will you be?
I need to know the places to avoid
I need some distance to fill this void