Clay

Like clay I will shape my way,

I will say what ever you want me to say,
Walk your way or even stay,
Dependant come what may,
till independent to walk my own way.
so I will stay.

in the silence I keep
there in the darkest
corners of my heart
there is hidden somethings
wrapped up in pretty stars

the fine dust
that glamour it all
a mask for every day
I can be anytime of day.

like clay I shape
what may
I have a mask each day
to satisfy you.
to keep the piece.

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