"I'm not like them, but I can pretend..." (Kurt Cobain)
I put a mask on doubled face,
I put grey armour on white skin.
I'm One in multiheaded race,
And I am Anyone within.
I will not quicken my slow pace,
Will pass Them as They've never been.
I hide my wings in cardboard chest
And stifle shining with dark cloth.
I'm waking up to do my best:
To stay like inconspicuous moth.
One day I'll fail this lifelong test:
My biltong flesh will save my oath.
Feels like green tea-leaf in black tea,
But still I cannot shout it out.
They will not strike right chord in me,
I won't reveal my unique proud.
I'm not like Them and will not be:
I am the only One in crowd.
06.10.2005