Statued

I sit and read your story

Mortal image statued

Delusions of one's glory

Irony masked in virtue

When mom she told me

"I'm not going to live forever"

She gave this manuscript to me

"To read when I am gone"

Tell me what it's like to be

Where you are, I want to be

The invitation

To this sensation

As I read the last few lines

I slowly start to realize

You have opened up my mind

This is completely beautiful

And now it all makes sense

These words I wish she spoke to me

It was right in front of me

I feel her next to me

Tell me what it's like to be

Where you are, I want to be

The invitation

To this sensation

I need to break away

Need to break through

Throw it all away

Show me how to

I adore you

I won't forget you

I adore you

You helped me break through

I adore you

You held onto me

I adore you

I feel you

Tell me what it's like to be

Where you are, I want to be

I'm tired of feeling out of place

Too many roles I imitate

Tell me what it's like to be

Where you are, I want to be

The invitation

To this sensation