here i sit
in the mirror
concave or convex
my reflection is perplexed
i am vexed
or hexed with abrupt beratement
to myself, clearer
more so in self statements
the shadows on the ground
they are harder than the pavement
i'm saving for my town
when this feeling calms down
but for now i;ll be found
in the seat
keeping one song on repeat
that is me
what am i supposed to be
i did not expect
to feel this way this long
one song
on repeat