Exception

I seen the room split quick when pressure changed the air Same eyes Same panic Same bullshit to look smooth They wear the shape they’re given I built a different truth They move in patterns I move in proof I made the stillness hold Now the whole shit bends on cue They talk like nerves are normal I don’t owe that shit to you I turned a held-back breath into a different kind of truth They move in patterns I move in proof They move in patterns I move in proof They wear what they’re handed I built what I use I cut the excess first I never let it touch the frame Made calm look easy Now they can’t read what I became I learned to keep the tell from ever reaching up my face Left feeling in the muscle Never let it take up space If weakness got a language I unlearned that shit on cue Made silence do the heavy work And let the room read through They move in patterns I move in proof I built what I use They move in patterns I move in proof Same room Same panic I built what I use They move in patterns I move in proof First thing I cut Was something human too