Wearing someone else's face

Skin and bones and not my own,

Pacing, Pacing, Pacing.

Aristotle and Aristocrats

With stolen money and gilded spats

Harmless words with sharp undertones

Lacing, Lacing, Lacing.

Linger longer on the edges

One hand against the towering hedges

Go, be quick, steal ancient tomes

Erased, Erased, Erasing.

I am stuck, indebted to them

Hands and paws are dirty for them

Men spitting words with bramble leashes

Call me crazy, crazy, crazy.

Walking through a silenced place,

Grime and blood across my face,

Those who thought they could break me, fancied themselves teachers,

They now feed the daisies.