How to Be

from In the Pile by Alan Mills

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People ask me how to be
Convincing that I’d know how to
Speak so real

They don’t see the battle
Who am I fooling. Them or my
Imagination

But I’m gonna break out of this shell
I gotta do something with the
Rumble within

It isn’t a calling
It’s simply cathartic
And maybe could solve this

I don’t know how the words come out
Just because I’m singing doesn’t
Make me a talker.

It’s a vessel and it’s a curse
Lumbers polished cancers
To pretty jewels

How something grows
Truly deformed
Yet beautiful

What if I disclose
Every ounce of heart on
This very soil

Still couldn’t find the will
To chuckle with the warmth
Of your very soul

I keep my company
At distance for a cause that
Nobody knows

So bring out the skeletons
Rid myself of foolish
Repeated flaws

-v3-  I’m beating the battles with myself
Betting it’s something you’d not
Even notice

They say you are what you eat, I guess
I’m done being a pill or the
Appendage of others

I’ll make it work
Defy the hurt

What if I disclose
Every ounce of heart on
This very soil

Still couldn’t find the will
To chuckle with the warmth
Of your very soul

I keep my company
At distance for a cause that
Nobody knows

So bring out the skeletons
Rid myself of foolish
Repeated flaws