Looking glass
What do you see when you look at me
A drunk boy a proud father or is it gray
Somewhere in between respectable or vile
I think I need to walk a mile
I’ll try different shoes this time
The ones I wear take me in circles
Around and around stuck in a rut
I feel on the brink
I can’t decide right now
Long ago I was told
A man doesn’t have the right to govern his own steps
That was another’s responsibility
How bleak to hear when you’re a child
To think you’re never good enough to make your own way
I think it hurt me
But I didn’t know at the time
That damn seeds sprouted
To a grotesque tree
Nurtured by grief
Oh it’s magnificent
If only I could see
See myself through your eyes
(2014)
