the mapping

can't you tell
if i fall down my
charts scatter
my intentions disarray
i can never be a button

will you keep holding on to me
like a star?
keep reminding me
draw a map out onto my skin?

i'll always be open-minded
but only if i cared
will this crown help
me stay together?

i can't ever be aimed
like a .45
i'll never let you pull
the trigger
sending myself into
the air without request
like my hands and feet are
a cannon.

i'm never a line but a circle
i'm never a triangle
but a diamond
is there any cure
for a split path?

will you keep holding onto me like a stain?
keep reminding me, will you
draw a map out onto my skin will you

i'll break the rims of your mind,
disfigure the railing of the
walkway you walk upon
can't you close your umbrella for once?
let the rain blur your eyecolors
put out the fire before you start it

the glass i'm looking through
is too thick to me a seeing-eye glass
is it a two-sided mirror?
the other wise seeing
a different story than i

will you keep holding onto me like a stain?
keep reminding me, why don't you
draw out a map onto my skin
make it nice and big
neat and legible

for my vision has been blocked
this metal bar i'm staring at
isn't transparent
take your time to make these choices

stay like a button
screaming out choices that
you know you can't choose.