I hold onto my Bravado hands trembling as I fasten my coat head held up high, making eye contact because I know it's expected no one looks at their feet to conquer the world no one takes what they want while slumping their shoulders and hiding their faces I pretend that I believe because there is nothing without the belief since I cannot hold onto that faith I cling to the possibility that one day, if I hold tight enough, pretending to believe will cause me to believe Up on the stage, beneath the lights I cannot imagine that anyone wants me here I am but a thief, taking this opportunity from those who would really shine but I must try with floundering steps and faltering voice I must attempt it I cannot live forever in this darkness not without having at least once attempting to stand in the light can you look upon me and genuinely smile can you stand beside me and long to hold me as I do you can you wish the best for me as I have always for you
Zebra Pig 