Step out from the shadows
and let me get a look at you, little man.
So loud, so loud, yet
trouble growing into your pants.
You say you lost a lover along the way,
a friend makes two.
Your problems are their problems,
right, little man?
If you love me...
Do you love me...?
Oh, so you don't love me.
I've heard it all before,
taking what doesn't belong to you.
Little man,
do you think you are a man?
If you say so,
shifting uncomfortably in your skin.
Little man, how will you shrink
when the world is watching you,
Taunting you
with what you're so rightfully owed?
Put yourself together,
little man.
Fading into the ether,
all these years and a
pile of clay to make of it.
Materialize elsewhere,
little man.
Wade until you're saved,
sputter about how you nearly drowned
yet your feet always touching the floor.
But knowledge is violence
right, little man?
Abuse the privilege
until the privilege hits back.
Watch the little man cry about bruises
when he's left scars.
Little man,
do you think you are a man?
Little man,
I know who you are.
Little man,
I know what you are.
Crawl back into the shadows
or squirm in the light,
I don't care,
little man
No more,
no more.
