Eleven, Seventeen - Therefore I Am

Soon I will wake to cavalcades

Parading through my room

Flying flags and signs that say

Fear and confusion, this haunting conclusion

Will begin to swallow everything that you are

Just don’t think so hard

We are the same fragile frames

Of flesh and bone

Of blood and teeth

All born and bound to misery

We are all the same

We just carry different names

And the agony of the world grows in our bodies like a painful pearl

And it we cannot purge, it always remains

It’s always changing its face with age

This marks my mind

It presses down on me

It marks my mind

Like a fallen leaf left in fresh concrete