I think I’m going through the motions
I am not your silhouette
Not another marionette
I found the pieces to your motive
All placed together in glue
Oddly resembling you
It’s not the same story as before
These pages have grown legs
I’ve come to realize my process
With time we’ll see I guess
These hands have traveled miles
Watch these limbs grow.
Are you watching ?
I’m not sure how to stand
This place is all burned down
But what if we were too
We’ve never really thought
Of being absolute
The time is now
The tide is rising
We can join or try to swim
But if you had to ask me