Being different is a matter of degree
the way in or out is the same way I see
as the way out is the way in for me.

I get lost in the convolutions,
each twist of the ***** brings me a new revolution, the conundrum a maze on each page
leads me into the cage or out where the arrow says
go.

Mccartney and his yesterday
play on as if yesterday
had never gone,
I'd sooner eat apples anyway
stolen from trees
back in yesterday.

Each line tells a tale of a time
and each scar that I have
has been earned
and is mine.


I raise the stakes every time my heart breaks,
in the end when the game's done and all
the cards have been played, there'll be
those who have stayed to watch the finale and
all of it, all of it
beyond me
as if I never knew.

Being different is as different
as you could possibly be,
but to me
it's more of the same.