who am I?
cries the night -
boy in a dress or girl in a suit
screaming inside outside,
well-groomed and silent.
identity is a funny thing - slippery
like oil in the lungs
changing colours with the light.
my face is not prepared for this.
you're so passive, you say to me
sometimes i wish i could scream broken glass
broken and cracked and violent.
passive-aggressive is as far as i go, so
i smile and say, i know.
if i speak at all -
written 1 April 2007.
cries the night -
boy in a dress or girl in a suit
screaming inside outside,
well-groomed and silent.
identity is a funny thing - slippery
like oil in the lungs
changing colours with the light.
my face is not prepared for this.
you're so passive, you say to me
sometimes i wish i could scream broken glass
broken and cracked and violent.
passive-aggressive is as far as i go, so
i smile and say, i know.
if i speak at all -
written 1 April 2007.