Mdd Poem by Daniel Bowyer

This is my switch

Saturday night lights coming on
Aftershave and crisp white cardigan
I'll fit right in with the lads
We dance and get lost
We be, and be free
We smile start to finish cause were in the prime of our lifes

Weekdays and i'm dark
The mirror is ugly and the curtains are closed
I feel alone and I am so
The pain that etches me is massive
I need this prize though its who I am
And I still here in blame

But where as before the transformation was mine
It seems not I can change any time
Dressed to kill i'm now dying
And I don't wanna dance when my heart is heavy
The pain never came before when the night lights were on
I can't differenciate between the on and off anymore

So this is my switch and I don't control it anymore