Oh yeah, I can give you facts and figures.
But all that really matters is feelings.
You’re a collection of nerve endings with a singular name
and handle
a representation
a scandal
a shortcut to all that you really can handle
Walk down the street
will you recognize me
will you look me in the eye?
Or will it be more subtle?
The metamorphosis is ongoing
and hopefully
so is your image
of who I am
tear past the veil
wander out into the light
pick a direction
but focus on what feels right
guided by voices
in your heart
dance your dance
play your part
tell me your troubles and doubts
light me on fire with your vision
question (your own) authority
realize yourself, that’s your mission
Beware
and
beware
and,
BEWARE!
annnnnddddd
B-E-W-A-R-E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Can you beat the odds?
What are the odds?
Or will you just break even?
Good even-ing