Expectant eyes
what do you want from me
I've tried over time
but it doesn't seem to quite work for me
you ask me whats wrong
and if I'm okay
in your tones of perky happiness
that fade in, fade out, fade away
and when I don't comply
to your unmistakable false pretense
its tense
and it bends
just about everything out of proportion
the extortion that goes on here
is too much for a youthful mind to handle
under the influence
of wise ears
and eyes
that shine
when I'm away from the barter
of privacy for invasion
at the top of the tower
rappelling my way over
the edge
this descent is slow
but with each slack in the rope
I feel lighter
you pull that rope tighter
like the smiles on your
faces
they don't fool me
there just as out of place as
the empty wine glasses behind the couch
and the candy wrappers tucked into
the fitness magazine
everyone has something
they try to seem
to be
which is fine
but I draw the line
for who I am
and If it takes cutting the rope
to be set free
so be
it