I am a grenade
Let me go and I explode
I am the Lady
Incarnadined by past pains
I am a black box
Listening, never getting the chance to spea...

I am Degas' palette
A chiaroscuro of many shades
I am a needle in a haystack
But I can weave a beauty
I am smarter than I seem

If you wish I will smile along
If you laugh I will echo your shrilling
I sleep in the same way each night
I count by seven
I twitch my fingers

If you didn't wish me so
Maybe I would not have to do this
But you ask me to obey
And then you are annoyed by
Things obedience led me to do
I am too exhausted from explaining
And then having no one lis...

I can stand on shoulders of giants
I can see what they see
But I can also see what they never could
A giant will only stumble on his own feet
Drunk with tradition

I would tell you my morals
But you would patronize me
I would whisper you my secrets
But these days I don't know who to trust

Some days the sky becomes my hell
And the soil looks so bright and warm
That I lie on the ground and decompose
I sleep on my side so I don't choke on my tongue

I still have found few things that bring me clarity
Intrusive thoughts can be lead on my mind
I am afraid of things that lurk in the back of my mind
I manage to keep a wary distance for now
But that doesn't mean I can't see it planning the next ambush

I should tell you who I am
But I am afraid of scaring people away
I'm not that bad if you take the time to listen
But no one ever...