Like a shoe at tiffiny’s

A sore thumb, an itchy foot

A plastic bag in the ocean

A metal lid in forest bed

The young dying for old’s man dream

 

You cut a hole into the wind

Escape on through it

Makes ya’ remember who you are

Not who you tried to be

 

Prototype of a mirror

Perspective of a reflection

Reflection on the reflection

Prototype of the self

But patterns repeating

 

Introducing a form of separation

Formless authentic self

Perspective conflicted

Looking at own reflection

 

See… egoistic expression

Thrive in the scare city

An illusion of a bias

What is missing in the density?

 

This moment now

The breath

The now between one blink

and another

 

See… send the curriculum home

Let the identity be

Let the expectations go

Let the life be free