Birdbox

You quietly
Required me
To condone

That gradually
I'd have to be
Someone doing what she's told

Suddenly
I found myself alone
At the scene
Of someone else's show

And it seems
I was the last
To know

Wait
When did I self-annihilate
Lose myself for others' sake
Where did I go

Wait
What is real if I am fake
Who's this dream if I'm awake
Where did I go

Did I regress towards the mean
Did I adjust to your mislead

These empty streets
Are filled with
Modest hope
That this hide and seek
Will finally
Lead me home

The melody
Relates to every tone
Ever made to be
Sung out all on its own

The stage light makes the audience dark
You're lost from my view
But the exits are marked
Who knows where I will go

Won't let your vision of me
Harm the condition I'm in
Your definition of me
Won't curb ambitions I seek

I wouldn't go there

Will not confess to get clean
Repress what I find obscene
Impress by looking serene
Object but not ever plead

I wouldn't go there

I'm not a problem to solve
Don't need you to get involved
What used to cage me before
Is now my birdbox décor

You will find me there

I have a bird box in my hand
Try to catch me if you can