Always all too willing
to let someone else take the fall
never standing up tall
as the moment requires
hiding behind a flimsy mask
that hides every very little
if not my pretense and delusion
managing to slip between the cracks
I have escaped the peril
of my would be generation
and am trapped in the middle
I also escaped right up the middle
in plain sight, broad daylight
subtle as a charging rhinoceros
yet a few nuances still
are slipped past the censor