Word Thingys: Salome Strangelove
The day we met you put a mask on me and I wore it
Became this papier mâché me for you
All my flaws seemed so important
And the need to hide them grew
So I maintained this papier mâché me
For you
The wind blew and it sometimes fell
The rain came and it sometimes swelled
Oh there were so many signs you didn’t see
Signs you didn’t choose to see
Behind the papier mâché me
I think it was just easier
For you
Oh and I had every chance
To show myself; to rip it free
Oh and you had every chance
To call it out; to choose to see
I guess I underestimated both of us
The day we met you put a mask on me and I wore it
Like all the ones I wore before
Because the flaws seem so important
And there are always more and more
Yes, I maintained this papier mâché me
Before you
The wind blew and it sometimes fell
The rain came and it sometimes swelled
Oh there were so many signs you didn’t see
Signs you didn’t choose to see
Behind the papier mâché me
I think it was just easier
For you
They say with age and time come wisdom
But at this point it’s just the weight
That’s led me to a place where I can finally be
Just me
For me
Will you look up and see just me
Will you see and want just me
Will you want and keep just me
For you