Timing is everything
Every second of colonisation constructed
I'm deionised
I feel acceptance from my fickle eyes
I told myself "fuck it"
I've got no more time
I'll never be the man I promised
I promised I would be
So I lied
And said "I'll be back"
You were coming to
As I fell through the cracks
A terrible story
Bored us to tears
I'll never burden you with my fears
I'm sorry
But you never asked
A narrative constructed
That came and passed
I'm sorry
You can't understand
The mundane normalisation
Of everything I've ever had
Timing is everything
Every day of my life
Reduced to acts