tell me, baby

unbuckle your hopes
unzip your delusions
illusions
open your eyes
that only see
what you want to see
anyways
are you with me
are you willing to forget
thinking about yourself
who you are
why
you're such a prisoner
inside your body
peering out behind bars
at life
so come on,
just live
just be
and just do
all the things you've watched from afar
all the things you've berated
as overrated
as mindless
thoughtless
manifestations
of unthought lives
well tell me honey
tell me b-b-b-b-baby
what you think of this now
you're living
doing
being
and isn't it just ecstatic
to act
and damn it all
oh just be
free
with me
or without

come out where ever you are....

you would come out
from inside your head
if the world outside
was any more genuine
than the world within.
you play the game
of living well enough
to win acceptance
despite yourself
and you look well enough
to win advances
but you can't decide
what you despise more
the fact these things matter
or that you even play such games.
you are in a crowded room
and there is so much noise
music
laughing
drinking
eyes dancing from one body
to the next
like a whore inside a head
and you want to die
well, if not to die
then not to exist
if there is a difference.
these men are talking
these men are animals
these men feel like they matter
as though their lives depend on it
and you
you just can't understand
why you can't feel like them
even if you tried
not play any games at all
lose consciousness of your actions
become one with the essence of you
you
want to feel something
anything
as one
and not you
scattered
like the stars.