If I died today they would write
The wrong name on my gravestone
My eulogy would trample my identity
And the only people who attended
Would pretend like they knew me
I wonder if it’s better this way
But…
If I lived today how many people would
Walk out of my life which of my relatives
Would disown me but that’s not the
Point of all this because I’m not living
And I refuse to embrace a death
Before my time all I have ever been
Has been in-between worlds
But…
Eventually you have to choose
And even if you won’t that doesn’t
Change that your life always unfolds
By your desires and maybe you’ll find
A way to please others while you please
Yourself but few of us have that luxury
It’s usually one or the other