i feel you

i feel you staring at me
i know you are watching me
but for some reason i can't turn my head

some days i'm famous
i walk into the grocery store
and they are there watching me
aren't you she? indeed that is me

i feel you your pain
your life built by your mother
though she aged she left you didn't she
hanging without epiphany

my empty bare words linger in your ear
your anger shrill confusion still buzzing in mine

sometimes i am cold i don't know where it comes from
i am from the north and the south all at once and i pierce
your soul when i leave
penetrate your entity when you can no longer have me

i am strong brave but blank with nothing to give you

i get paid

the lady she cried yesterday
i feel you your pain
your children everyone scattered you say
went in many directions and you cry all alone
when you throw away things like chairs and tables and sofa
and i feel you your pain
but what i don't say is the opportunity to start anew
i sense freedom in your shoes

and so it goes day after day
and i don't take it home
don't talk about it much
where i sit cold
but sometimes i recognize the warmth

it has rewarded me