To show
To be proud
Quiet
Or Loud
Some have convertible cars
Others have shiny clothes
Or reflective makeup
Or expensive watches
Or athletic bodies
Or eloquent vocabulary
Or scientific knowledge.
Myself
I keep it between my fingers
It's our ring
And that's the why
The when
The how
The what
I come to be
And it's my light
To breathe, to live, to exist
And when I close my eyes
I see my half
I see my love
And from a distance
I just laugh
I just watch
All the blind hungry rats
Wearing plastic costumes
Running on wheels
And their stink doesn't infect my nose
We are up high
Bright
We touch the skies.