Plastic

After I go I will try to hear you
Over summer’s shine, you could be mine and me yours
Feel the line you draw to find who we are
And it peels away your will to say we’re fine
How you strain to value our weird strength
In each other, you’ll find another, I fear some day
Now i feel you own this, our real shame
To your own bliss, you should find it
And feel sane with your phony plastic man

You will find it’s hard to try and feel sane
With your open arms to empty charms you reach out
And you’ll feel the weight you know you hate
Too late