Multiplicity

See me Hear me What you won't do The touch The heart And all for what? For what? For what? You yell and judge And take, won't budge We make and breathe And can't conceive The height you need The height you need You pull back your fists Don't go by no books Although you're disarmed if things are how they look This crook is subpar He hides in a nook He's gone all too far The chandelier shook He's been supervised There's nothing the give me The bones in the backyard are part of his city The gold of your hair The smoke of the chimney And sensations compound A multiplicity I live by your hands You keep me locked tight I'll shut the hell up if that is what you like But even when I'm just a waste of your time I'll run for the hills like I run for my life You've kept me in chains You've kept me in knots But just a "hello," it would sure mean a lot. You still try to run, but you're burdened by thought You're running and running and running and stop I see through trees The night is free The air is cold I now can breathe To feel To make To touch To take See me Know me