i'm tired of opening myself up for ridicule
yes yes I am a dramatis personnae
thank you very much for coming
please do enjoy the show.
nothing i ever give is ever enough
or understood
it's only love only love
just pure wild untamed love
for you the world for sunlight.
i choose the difficult ones
the paths that do not recognise my footprints.
they want others, i am another
they can't handle my light marks in the dust
the sprinkles that fall out of my hair
they glitter and scare
like some foreign leaf
that wont break down and turn to dust.
i am abstract
to avoid abuse.
but i abuse my abstract
and obstruct your view.
what am I?
what do you see?
can you-- see...me?