I don't trust politics, therefore I am
Otherwise I've no chance to be me
But somebody else, quite a different man
Not the one that I happen to be
I believe in love, therefore I’m a lover
And you must be a lover as well
Otherwise we might be undercover
Of something that looks quite like hell
They count our money, they want us to reveal
All that we are, very small
Subjects they scrutinize to make us feel
That we do not matter at all
But I do agree to be that matterless
No reason to argue with them
Anyway I’ll be taken for somebody else
Not the real person I am.
What rising doubt does cast such fear
That wills I dare not sink to feel,
But take to heights above harms reach
From that first step to tempt my fate.
I cling to pain, this bond so real, that knows,
This is my next best chance to fail.
03/05/2016
The add said," Need model, eight hours, no nudes
No mention anywhere about bringing toe shoes
I should've taken a moment to pin up my bangs
These artists must be thinking I look rather strange
It would've been easier in a different pose
They draw so slowly and I feel quite exposed
These cramps in my toes are really starting to ache
Now I'm wondering how long before I get a break
The man said five hundred dollars is what the job pays
Which is good because I won't be walking for days
by Daniel Turner