Shine

Create me out of lines and arrows
Pointing to the direction
In which you would like me to go

Out of shapes with jagged edges
So I have weapons to guard myself
When they are directions I wish not to go

Out of dotted I's and crossed T's
So I may be proper in all the ways you see fit
Until no more do I slur my words improperly

Out of slang and foul words
So I may revolt against you
When no longer do I wish to be your puppet

Create me out of wire and twine, sticks and stone
So that I may be ordinary and mediocre
This way I shall never surpass you

Out of diamonds and emeralds
Underneath my wire, twine, stick, and stone
So when I escape you I may shine

Out of burlap and sandpaper
So I may never please another
Glued to your side I will remain

Out of satin and silk
Underneath my burlap and sandpaper
So when I escape you, desirable I will become

Create me out of the things people hate
Make me smell of horrible things and thoughts
Rancid in the melting pot - don't come too close

Create me out of nightmares
Out of things that bump in the shadows
Grinning in the darkness of the night

Make me undesirable and leave me here to rot
Or have you forgot that I have other parts as well?
Ones not so easily under your spell?

You may create me in your image
But it is I who has already created me
In an image all my own

Never will I be someone who is led around - Try to if you like
My dull exterior hides the shimmer inside
Just waiting for its chance to shine