Jack in a box doesn't always show what he needs
its like he wants to escape but too attached to leave home
wind him up and he will put on a brave face
springing back and fourth
hiding the fact he feels alone
call this lost boy a joker, a class clown
born to perform and found were death is loud
he welcomes you with open hands
until the door closes again
Grounded forever Without doing anything wrong Grounded with care Which is not my mother’s tongue Grounded with roots That are as scattered as where I’m from Grounded by a system Where they had to find
I stand tall with confidence but sometimes I stutter Yet I have no mouth so how can that be? I lighten up the truth, set the scene for lovers Romance and Poetry has always been a part of me. The Su
Home is a battlefield Home is where I put on a shield to protect me You can’t correct me I am me Accept it please Arguing only makes me flee Or become passive We don’t want to address our interaction