I always try to look my best
I always ask myself, “Is this too much?”
“Do I be less?”
I adjust the chemicals of my personality to be the perfect mixture
It doesn’t matter how you feel – look confident.
Be kind – but not weak
Show trust – but don’t show them where you bleed
And for fuck sake don’t show them what you need
Keep up the act – look strong
Keep acting like the man you want them to think you are.
. . .
I adjust my chemicals at will because I know I have what it takes
I can be all or nothing and everything in between
If it just means that I am seen
I will be the perfect mixture
Of gentle and giant
Spontaneous and decisive
The demanding loud and the listening quiet
I can be it all for you
If you will just see and love me…
I would bring you the world and lay it at your feet.
. . .
Oh no…
You silly boy – you’ve said too much.
Why did you drop your guard?
It’s time for you to sit down – and I will rise up and clean this mess
Don’t worry – that’s why I’m here – I will keep us safe.
Pay attention
Shoulders back – back straight
Own your space
Remember it’s a reward to give them your gaze
Speak slowly so they have to listen
If they interrupt – don’t stop – speak louder!
Be the one to end the conversation because there’s power in that,
You make that decision – not them.
YOU are not rejected – YOU reject THEM!
Because that says YOU. DO NOT. NEED. THEM!
SAY IT BACK TO ME!
. . .
…I don’t need them…
. . .
I’m here because I keep you going.
I’m here because you let them in and show them your heart’s need
When I come in it’s because they leave.
So sit down while I build a bigger wall
And paint on it a more convincing – attractive image – to convince them all
Of the self-sufficient fortress you are.
An image that makes them feel like they have to earn their entrance.
An image that makes them feel like they have to prove themselves.
I AM LOOKING OUT FOR YOU!
SO THEY DO NOT DESTROY WHAT LIES BEYOND THESE WALLS
IF THEY LEAVE AFTER YOU LET THEM IN – THEN FUCK EM!
YOU DON’T NEED THEM!
WE HAVE OURSELF!
WE ARE ENOUGH!
WE…
…are enough…
. . .
…but we’re not
We’re bleeding.
Because there is a hole that no stone can fill
I am searching for the day when my heart meets that other
And our bleeding fills up each other.
But if keep shoving rocks in my chest
It is inevitable for my arrest.
