Show and Tell
I love thinking about show and tell
Back when we learned to count and spell
And I think about how we could still do it now
The biggest difference would be how
Today we have a bunch of challenges that we don't speak of
We'd go up and stand there like "Hi uhh.."
So showing is a lot easier by far
Especially when everyone is trying to stand out like a star
I'm not going to lie I do that without a second thought
I'd be like all these medals mean I win a lot
All this records make me legendary
And I never give up even when I'm very weary
Of course all this would be for show
Because I can tell though
The real man behind the idol
Is just old, broken down and idle
I can tell them how I just want to stop and rest
But they'd just look at me like I'm possessed
I'd tell them I'm that I'm not who they think I am
But they wouldn't even stop and stand
Or hear all the stuff I got on my chest
That's making my feel like I have a cardiac arrest
People think they know my story
They see all the glory
And think wow that guy has it made
And he never gets played
But I wonder if instead
Of being fast and having a big head
What I would be
This is all I've ever known you see
And I make sure that it's all that most ever know
They never know of when I struggled when I was slow
Or how much work it takes to be this smart
And how it's not just something you can buy at Kmart
They don't know about how many times I've failed
And how much it has hurt when I've wailed
In agony and pain
Oh how they would look in disdain
Or how I'm not the cocky jerk
That they see put in no work
I'm the insecure kid who wants to curl up in a ball
And how much I wish I could stall
Everyone when they ask for a favor
Because I can never savor
The quiet and slow moments that I yearn for
Or maybe just some time alone so I can roar
Or how I'm more focused on the street
Than the person whose hands I meet
I'm just a lost soul looking for a break
Before I make a mistake and end up on a stake
Even though I'm not A1, I'm just normal
I didn't want to be the king at winter formal
I'm tired of spolight and expectations
Showing is better than telling it cements the foundations
of who they think I am
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