Inside the Awful In Me

Inside of all the awful in me I do this thing where I'm someone else; accepting

Making myself sterile still for you to see whats inside of me frozen in like a photograph

To trade with you

On display and so much to see all the lot of me, all of me, and everyhting I hide behind

All of me all of us all of my big Mistakes

All my morgue handshakes

All of my gladness and the petty lies I hide behind

What has chosen me is what compelled me here, demanded of me things I don't want to understand

All of the good in me that I killed that I now hide behind, dead on a frozen lake

And while I wait to turn to dust, will you stay with me?

Over here on my frozen lake

We can share mistakes

Inside the good in us