sy, try: harder

the secret life of sy

sometimes I try 

so hard to be anonymous 

but anonymity, isn't synonymous

with the inability
to face who you really are,

I left my mind ajar

and my thoughts we so loud 

I couldn't hear my mouth 

-I'm still living on a distant cloud-

now I don't care about anonymous

no more, from the surface to the core
I am sy and I...
want to possess grace

I'm so amazed. I'm more than fazed;

that you found me 

-but now what?-