Nothing As It Seems

Don't feel like home

He's a little out

And all these words elope

It's nothing like your poem

Putting in, inputting in

Don't feel like methadone

A scratching voice, all alone

There's nothing like your baritone

It's nothing as it seems

The little that he needs, it's home

The little that he sees

Is nothing he concedes, it's home

One uninvited chromosome

A blanket like the ozone

It's nothing as it seems

All that he needs, it's home

The little that he frees

Is nothing he believes

Saving up a sunny day

Something maybe two tone

Anything of his own

A chip off the cornerstore

Who's kidding, rainy day

A one way ticket headstone

Occupations overthrown

A whispher through a megaphone

It's nothing as it seems

The little that he needs, it's home

The little that he sees

Is nothing he concedes, it's home

And all that he frees

A little bittersweet, it's home

It's nothing as it seems

That little that you see, it's home