nay, kid

you try on others clothes
but they don’t fit
need tailoring

you are stood there
wooden mask
and people are taking you to task

you need to be more real
feel the script unreel
the appeal in a peel

just another neuroses grown
imposter syndrome
it can be hard to find a home

undressing from the emperor’s clothes
you find yourself a displaced
asking why i’m here, and just because


translate myself in the writing

today i revisit a subject
writing more indelible moments of yes
when i am feeling more no
and don’t know

i am swimming slowly
i am treading water
i am writing
i am typing

i want to reach somewhere
and say something
and translate myself
so that others understand