Medicine

I hear it so often now So different than before That I'm impressive, important That the world needs more of me Person after person saying these compliments... What am I to do with this I want to not believe it But I've spent a long time writhing... Pushing back at every person trying To get to know me Does it always have to burn to be recognized? I'm starting not to feel the sting I'm starting not tremble to let them in I'm starting to not hold my breath at what they say All I knew before was how worthless and~ unconventional I get That my passions and my feelings offend the common man The things that I think happened can't be real, can they? That's what they say inside me To escape these new feelings But I'm beginning to think people are the medicine They'll say so you got a nice word but it didn't come from authority or strangers And soon after so many want more time with me I've done study after study, a decade of work on the angles Testing chemicals or mantras, positions and books But the deepest healing that I've gotten is where I don't look for it How can this be, that they accept me? What do I do when I open this chamber in my chest A sandy wind cycloning things I don't know yet With what they know of me from what I've said Why is this a comfort that I get? Does it always have to burn to be recognized? I'm starting not to feel the sting I'm starting not tremble to let them in I'm starting to not hold my breath at what they say All I knew before was how robotic and~ unemotional I get That my thoughts and my feelings offend the common man The things that I think happened can't be real, can they? That's what they say inside me To escape these new feelings But I'm beginning to think people are the medicine Lifetimes of science, compulsion for pills Take this you'll feel better, let's go through a trial None of it is real People have healing in ways I never knew If this was here all along It was just them Holding me back Open my cage I won't attack you... I can have friends And even love What if that's real for us Cause it doesn't have to burn to be recognized I'm starting not to feel the sting I'm starting not tremble to let them in I'm starting to not hold my breath at what they say All I knew before was how hateful and~ unconventional I get That my passions and my feelings offend the common man The things that I think happened can't be real, can they? That's what they say inside me To escape these new feelings But I'm beginning to think people are the medicine People are the real medicine People are the medicine So grateful is what I'll be When I don't believe in me... Open my cage I'm actually set free Not to claw into them But instead to make friends