Idlewild

I'm choosing words that seem to be forgotten
As I use them
These are the words that let me be forgiveen
The minute I choose them
So I won't try try try
To sell my advice
It's meant to be forgotten
The minute you try
The lies take the place
Of advice
But I can't say
If I'm awake
Like I say
We're built that way where I'm from
An extension of
Lacan's way
A mirror stage
Of disappointment
Where you're from