Dec 2012
Look at me. Cherish this moment, ma'am. We'll never be this young again. Flawless and fragile. Silk for skin and glass for eyes.
I can see through you. But only to what you wish me to perceive is the truth. We'll make connections, I'm good at talking, always.
Flattery? No. But I think about you and a better me would jump through hoops to know you.
Such a relief from my own mind. I create this cell. But it's where I... "sharpen my tools". Get to know me. Ask. I'm more open than you think. What do I have to protect? What am I scared for you to know?
That I'm false? That I don't konw what I am? That I'm confused? I rise and fall in confusion. Uncertainty. Get to know me. I am too, truly. I'm not who I was yesterday, nevermind last week, last month, last year?
I can see through you. But only to what you wish me to perceive is the truth. We'll make connections, I'm good at talking, always.
Flattery? No. But I think about you and a better me would jump through hoops to know you.
Such a relief from my own mind. I create this cell. But it's where I... "sharpen my tools". Get to know me. Ask. I'm more open than you think. What do I have to protect? What am I scared for you to know?
That I'm false? That I don't konw what I am? That I'm confused? I rise and fall in confusion. Uncertainty. Get to know me. I am too, truly. I'm not who I was yesterday, nevermind last week, last month, last year?
