these are just still
these aren't moving
breathing, staring, thinking, drawing
they merely stare at me

screaming "why not?"
this is life, is it not?
this is love. this is love.

is this not how you move, is this not how you act?
these can only still scream
but i cannot
it will wake the neighbours, it will wake the inside. yes, wake the inside.

or let my inside sleep
let my inside fall
let my inside die for a little while
till magic is back alive
till magic is back to front