I learned the language of their eyes
With every glance, unkind.
Measured out in subtle cues
Of what to hide and what to lose

Holy in the silence
Dress me in the crowd
Make me feel invisible
Every word I never said
Performing in my head
Every version dressed to fill
A counterfeit

Borrowed skin, I wear it thin
Stretch it over everything
Every fracture shaped then measured
Burdened by every doubt I’m left to hate

Watch me
Self Buried
Tell me how to be

Bury hatred. Tell me how to be

I learned what I was before
I made it something they adore

The truth was waiting at the door
If I fit, I disappear
If I don’t, I stay right here
If I’m always watching
What am I here waiting for?

I hold the line
Don’t let it show
They only love
What they control