i wonder...

i wonder if i could be more approachable.
if only i could fling "i love yous" and "your amazing(s)" to everyone who passed.

i could rule the world with my words.

but i know you.

you would see through it. i would see through it.

and perhaps i would be even more miserable than i am today.
perhaps one day i could have the world on a string.
just like you.

maybe im a little to transparent.
yes, that's it.
that has to be it.

i could never pass for a queen.

you see.
i DO love you. each and everyone of you labeled little clones.
i really do.

if only you could see.
then.
maybe...just maybe.

you would love me too.

you would see that i love you for you.
and you would love me for me.

i could be...err...nice.
yes, what a novel idea.

we could pretend to write poetry.
and pretend to be suave as we sip on our expensive starbucks coffee and tuck our jeans into our boots.
we could flash our outdoor apparel around together. we could even dress up for a nice toxic extravaganza.

we WOULD have the world on a string.
wouldn't that be terrific?

(define as you will)

you see...we really could rule the world.
but how can we rule a world that already belongs to everyone else?

and how can we know who we are not?
and how can we mistake the truth for a lie?
or a lie for the truth?

and how can you believe me?