Faces

Butterflies on the inside Waging battles in my mind Telling secrets you won’t find Maybe some things never see the light Outside my window the moon shines Shadows wakening, everything is so right Something’s changing you won’t fight How many faces? Who knows where they all go... Barely breathing you’re so slow Feelings helplessly tracing the moon glow Pull me in through your window Someone’s following, well, I sway and you go Flower shaking in your hand Making space for a lost soul, a grown man Feel you softening your stand Drown me in your mama’s peaches she got canned Feelings buried you won’t find Too many changes Who knows where they all go...