False Identities

When you say no and let go, but it is all you've ever been,
When you've given so much of yourself in that space but the air no longer feels spacious,
You suddenly realise the connections made in that same space, in that place,
Fall away just as quickly as they fused when your thoughts were wrapped in false identities.

My currency was always weaved through threads of expectation,
I give this and you love me, right?
I bend, shrink, squeeze, twist, and you accept me.

The shell, the crust, the skin of exchange is shedding,
And the pain is not as great now as I would have thought,
The sense of a new skin excites me, and takes the edge off,
The wind carries secrets only my ears can hear.

All of the intricacies of today will fade into a new light.