I know how to show what needs to be seen
I have always been skilled at presenting the image they want
Skilled at hiding the proof that they look for
Figurative hands in my pockets to hide the defensive wounds
Cuts inflicted by the razor like flows of basalt I have crawled out of
While the world tries to swallow me up in a bombastic opus of thoughts and what ifs
I am classically trained in the art of manipulation and sleight of hand;
You only see what I want you to see; do you see it?