I met the person I could become yesterday, a projection of my future
He had thought what I thought, felt what I felt, and been who I was
All my insecurities, my deepest secrets, he already knew them
My macho bravado, aggression, all my forms of overcompensation
He saw a mask in front of a confused boy who didn’t know who he was
To most I am the fool, the one who makes them laugh, brings them joy
They box me in, tell me to stay, they can’t be bothered to see me as more
So I pursue everything at night so they can’t chain me down during the day
In the morning I find myself always asking myself will I don my mask again?
Will I let the collective decide who I am? Will I be who they want me to be?
No, Not anymore, I’m done, I don’t want to live in this shrinking box anymore
So I think I’ll take off this mask, and step outside, consequences be damned
See I’ve been chasing this horizon, pursuing a dream that is floating away
It’s been a search for a blooming light that hasn’t yet reached its fever pitch
My throat has felt dry, and shredded, I’ve been holding back for too long
So as he spoke his sweet melody, finally I felt like I had my voice again
Musings 