the mask keeps on slipping and tearing
the holes are big enough to see
i strain and i`m bending to hear you
what did you tell me
so slow
you see me disappear
taken in taken away
caught in another memory
looking for something left to see
now i want something
the one in the corner it`s moving
slowly up slowly down
never too brilliant or clever
it won`t turn around
no one will know that i`m looking
they can`t get to me