You're so beautiful
and I feel fake
behind glass
and strings
and someone else's voice.

You're so beautiful
and I feel wretched
inside this skin
and head
and someone else's speech.

You're so beautiful
and your brilliance hurts me
and inspires
and breaks
and enlightens
and smothers me whole.

I've been buried in your creation,
It's time that I am born
to make my own revelation.