You’ll probably never see this. But I wrote it awhile ago and I can’t keep staring at it on my desktop. So…here it goes.
I’ve seen the man behind the mask; Peter Parker; Marshall Mathers
They see the Wizard; the Superhero; the Real Slim Shady
You’re cocky; a fucking badass; make the sorostitues scream
But I don’t give a damn;
You were more than that to me.
They’ll never know you –
The Pee Wee Herman fan
Plus four, plus three, plus one.
Turn around Bright Eyes (Conor with one N) cause
You were jealous - don’t deny it, but still
You let me walk away:
Like a walking case of schizophrenia
Drunk you; High you; Crabby you; Sarcastic you; Sensitive you; Angry you;
Laughing, crying, smiling, smirking you
The old you, the real you;
The man behind the mask; Peter Parker; Marshall Mathers
Kept me on my toes like I was walking through thumbtacks;
Walls up, miles high, stuck-in-a-funk you
Thumbtacks disappeared; now
I’m standing here alone with my bare hands trying to break
I was wondering, could you tell me:
How much longer will the moon be far away
With the tides much too low?
Go ahead, call me a nerd
Hell yeah I’m French, vous pouvez me juger tous vous voulez.
Cause you clicked pause til I caught up;
Climbed one-handed back down the ladder;
Told your oldest friends about me;
Sent me pointless Youtube videos;
Fell asleep with your arms around me;
(You don’t snore - plus twenty)
And showed me:
The man behind the mask; the one veiled by a front, the guy
With feelings and emotions, who knew just what to say.
Peter Parker; the artist, the modest hero, the protector
(although you may not have gone about it the right way).
Marshall Mathers; yeah you’re screwed up, but then again,
So am I
You make the best of it and camouflage yourself
From the eyes following your every move
Cause no one else could understand, right?
(Except for Connor with two N’s, and…maybe me).
You used to write every day – but say you don’t anymore
You’d call me ‘Sunshine’ – we haven’t spoken in weeks
The greatest mistake ever made
I nearly forgot.
Don’t let this world change you – not for me, but for
“With these things there’s no telling, we just have to wait and see –
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck than waiting to win the lottery.”
So let me know when the moon comes close
And the tides roll high.
Cause after all, I do owe you a taco.