Show

Your shoes don’t fit quite like I thought they would
your backpack weighs me down more than I knew it could
I gag at your clothes
I blow my nose
the theatre fills up rows upon rows
and I wish I could take this off
burn it to shreds without hearing a scoff
they don’t know what it feels like
how could they possibly know

so take your clothes – here
I don’t want them anywhere near
and take your shoes
they did not answer my clues
it was like walking on screws
one size fits all
only works in the fall
they don’t know what it feels like
how could they possibly know

is today the day it all catches up
the hours lost were hours gained
carry the one and nothing remained
wake up with muscles strained
chess pieces were David Blaine’d
because when you appear to disappear
only one side is overcome with fear
but they don’t know what it feels like
how could they possibly know

so tie your shoes tight if they don’t fit right
turn the world upside down
catch your smile become a frown
would you look at the sad clown
words lie and faces lie beneath
the sun deserves to see teeth
but they don’t know what it feels like
how could they possibly know
the theatre reeks of popcorn
time for another show.