The Ophelias
Parade

Flyaways stuck to your face
Like a new kind of shiny campaign
Tears track your cheek in the light
Wipe them away with your sleeve and look at me

Putting aside what I want
Like a parade for you, streamers and [?]
Just when my back would break from all unsightly gymnastics
You’d turn away and it’s suddenly loneliness

Trying to keep it all down
Empathy for all the hidden deep wounds
Turn on your heel when it feels good
Leave me behind for something seductive

Putting you up on your box
I am so tired of holding you up
Just when my back would break from all unsightly gymnastics
You find yourself in a desert and ask this of me

Pushing it down to the rock-
Bottom of who I am and what I want
Can you return to me what I can willingly give you
Am I a vessel for fear to fall into
I'll be far enough soon, I won't want to listen
I can't bite the bullet I can't see your vision
You treat me like one of your ladies in waiting
To promise the waiting forever is simply untrue