Look at me, tell me what you see
Another fantasy
is surfacing
dim the light, a static decay
I’m trying to put my eyes away
In whispered tones, I ask you now
Will you know me somehow?
If I smile, conceal my teeth,
Will you see me?
If I smile, conceal my grief
Will you see me?
I was still training my face what to say,
treating my voice like a quiet thing.
In whispered tones, I ask you now
Will you know me somehow?
If I smile, conceal my teeth,
Will you see me?
will you know my grief?
Dust in my eyes, old looks, old lies
surfacing, surfacing, surfacing
Father didn’t prepare me for this
afraid, so afraid of my kiss
Dim the light, a static decay
I’m trying to put my eyes away
You think I’m afraid of how you see me,
The truth is I don’t know how to feel,
Only the truth is real—
Like a whispered secret, it's hard to reveal—
You think I’m afraid of how you see me
The truth is, I don’t feel real
Look at me, tell me what you see
Am I real, how could I be?
Another fantasy of me is surfacing
You think I’m afraid of how you see me,
Maybe I’m afraid of how you see?
If I smile, conceal my grief
Wet my lips, will you think of me?
If I smile, conceal my grief
Wet my lips, will you see?
will you see me?
I do what I do and you know I mean it
Say what I say, but you can’t hear it
Mean what I mean, but you don’t get it
How can I fear who doesn’t understand me?
I say what I say and do what I do
You say that it’s me, but I think it’s you
Father didn’t prepare me for this—
Afraid, so afraid of my kiss—
Will you see me?
*Photography by Mike Minehart
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