How To Be

I had a dream we didn't have to feel
Everybody walked around
Choosing randomly all of their meals
There was a scene starring a clean-cut me
My character had never known
Of love or life or simply how to be
And it was perfect
So then I began to learn

I scoped out the scene found those who I found mean
Told them I would see them around
A block or square I'd never feel to meet
Saw all of my friends happy to see my face
I could comprehend what one
Could gain by being in the comfort of a familiar place
And it was perfect
The butter in my brain had churned

How will I choose which way to go
I don't know
But at least I'm not alone
Now I don't feel alone

Now I never cheat don't feel the need to win
I never laugh or cry or sulk
Or be afraid I never seem to soften
I sit in a chair don't live to desire
When I'm on my rocketship
I never cringe when we keep getting higher and higher
And it was perfect

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Written by Spencer MacEachern