Conversations with Yoda
On the living room sofa..
In my head--
About whether I'm being true to myself
Or stuck on the other side of the mirror
--instead
"Darkness in you I see"
I'm sure that's just my browser history
--but go ahead
"Let out the inner geek you must"
He deserves more than just..
--the bottom of your pen
More like the inner beast you mean
--Frankenstein's Monster..
Made from the hideous parts of me
I'm content with him stuck in pages
Where all can look and see
But not out in the world..
--that could be dangerous for me
People judge what they don't understand
So I could never set him free...
Only to be misunderstood --bound
By another's perception of me
Bang! Bang! Bang!
She broke my defenses
So I let her take a peek
Wow! The horror on her face
As she dipped her little toe in the deep
Sizzle! Sizzle! Tingles through her feet
Drip! Joyful tears trickle down to meet..
--that gooey dark center that is me
And now it's not just me and Master Yoda
Now he gets to leave since I'm all grown up
I know there's more for me in expression
Than there could ever be in suppression
Whether or not people like it
Whether or not they agree
It's enough that one person believed..
--and that they believed in me
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