Lost

[2006: summer semester at University of Virginia, Charlottesville]

Blind to ambition, deaf for pursuit

Senseless in direction, can’t seem to move

Twirling my hair still I feel like a child

Yet burst from my shell I’m uncontrolled, wild

Suitcases empty, my things all in place

I’ve left them all wondering, gone with no trace

These books stacked before me remain still unread

I can’t squeeze more bullshit into my head

Staring at me from the walls of my room

Are people in pictures, their presence, it looms

The smiles, the dresses, the caps and the gowns

Kodak’s reality never has frowns

I’m running, I’m running, away from it all

Hoping and praying that I might not fall

“Desperation” she cries, as she falls to her knees

By now she is begging him, begging him please

She puts on more make-up, hoping to mask

Innocence, mirrors, she knows it won’t last

So she switches the light and absorbing her sheets

Escapes to a world where she need not compete

There are no imperfections and smiles so fake

From her fantasy land she would rather not wake