Hiding from everywhere

Questioning the very air

Paint slides off your smiling face

Turning into a basket case

Running from reality

Questioning formality

Trying on the worst of life

Camping out the worst of strife

Wiping tears back from your face

Wind blows my hair out of place

Hiding in the rims of glasses

Running from the common masses

The owl’s flight brings news of fright

Suicide dreams in the dead of night

Light bulbs casting out dark matter

Going as mad as a hatter

Space fills all that’s absent

Did you get that cab I sent?

Water drenches all that quenches

The rich sleeping on park benches

Not a antagonistic just a coward

Drinking juice of the solar powered

What’s filtered through those sunglasses?

The light is too, avoiding the masses

Awkward words come shooting out

Believe me no need to shout

Just let me be

Who I am

Let me be

While I am

Where I am

Why I am

Just help me find me

I need the right equipment to see

The hermits are social networking

All the blokes are sitting smirking

Fingertips burn like cigarettes

Passing steaks on to the pests

Silly being a mover and a shaker

Now it’s time to meet you maker

A palindrome for a heading

But now it seems the sun is setting