i wouldn't call it stalking,
just close and intent watching.
a shadow with a subject,
to captivate and surpress.
i won't disturb your sleeping,
or be around too long,
just long enough so you don't forget who to call when she's gone.
and yes, i'll be so quiet,
that when you start to wake,
i'd laugh at you, and cry loud tears, so the silence could break.
I'd let you do anything to me,
I'd do it all for you.
in murder and love, and people above, you know it would be you...
sarcastic jabs and quippy lines
I hope you know I usually don't mean it
and I know my best is not enough
but that's what being human is all about
I don't have to worry about perfection
I will overcome compulsions
like shifting shadows moving across walls and space
I constantly reflect everything and everyone
daydreamers like to envision a new world
one where every cog in the machine does its job
we get tired of being the mirror
I go to therapy and dish it all out
Everything that's too personal to tell my sister,
Everything that's too serious to tell my Mother,
I dish it all out
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