Yo

I was coming, I come, I am
I'm here alone
disguised as myself
I was coming, I come, I am
I'm here alone
disguised as myself
And nothing
A huge emptiness
Simulacrum of coherence
Of existential madness
And nothing
A huge delirium
A plea for mercy
To this need
I was coming, I come, I am
I'm here alone
disguised as myself
I was coming, I come, I am
Bursting from excess
Of everything that isn't there
Of what will not be
Of what does not exist
Of what I don't want
Of what I don't know
Of what will not be
Of what does not exist
Of what I don't want
Of what I don't know
Heavy
Suit and ornament
Fragile hollow grimace
Crooked unhappy circle
Heavy
Without direction or meaning
Without transitive character
Nor illumination
I was coming, I come, I am
Stranded here
Disguised as myself
I was coming, I come, I am
Here alone
Disguised
Disguised