I did pace all night long as others celebrated
Everything felt all wrong, my fears elongated
I just read a book by a man so educated
The inner workings that usually hide, his vision penetrated
But where is he now, where is his voice?
My vision is not so complete, yet I’m compelled to speak
My insight is far surpassed by I cannot, I will not live this way
If I could I would remain quiet, and modest, aloof from your gaze
Fearing losing my form to the puppeteers
My steps, you take, you’re mistaken you tug at my strings
My body shivered in the sweat that grew from my compunction
I thought and thought and prayed, till I could no longer function
I wish somebody else would take my place
For my body is folding under the force of your weight
Please don’t pump me up, have me look at what I’m saying
As I gain I lose control, the power to make a statement
I’m not sure where I begin, I’m talking, you’re talking, I’m talking again
Like my silhouette on the shade it’s growing, it’s shrinking
The light cuts my shape
Fearing losing my form to the puppeteers
My steps, you take, you’re mistaken you tug at my strings
Take these strings from the top of my head