If You
If you see
My hands
You'll think
You're spying
A corpse's palm
If you feel
My skin
You'll think
I've been
Buried for years
If you inspect
My arms
You'll think
You've justified
The reason why
But If you hear
My pulse
You'll know
I'm still
Alive
And if you gaze
Into my eyes
You'll know
That I don't
Want to be
My hands
You'll think
You're spying
A corpse's palm
If you feel
My skin
You'll think
I've been
Buried for years
If you inspect
My arms
You'll think
You've justified
The reason why
But If you hear
My pulse
You'll know
I'm still
Alive
And if you gaze
Into my eyes
You'll know
That I don't
Want to be