You Wanted To Be Seen

As you got older
Your world became small
You burned invitations
Spurned the wonder of it all

Once you had vision
Played the music of your dreams
You loved the illusions
Lived the thrill of schoolboy schemes

You wanted to be seen

Behind the composure
Boredom spits and screams
Behind the stock answers
You’ve forgotten what you mean

Once you heard trumpets
Played the music of your dreams
You used your confusion
But you were never what you seemed

You wanted to be seen

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Doors were open, signs were clear
But you were frozen by your fears

Your overwritten serenades
Your sharp attack turned blunted blade

Growing silence, losing threads
You act out words your soul once bled

You wanted to be seen
You wanted