by Karin Erlacher   May 23, 2022

Am I genuine or fake?
I think I've made a mistake
In representation
Turn the station
To something more subtle
A frequency to muddle
The mask I wear
To conceal the weight I bear
I swear
I never knew it was there
Until it was lifted
And I was gifted
With the sight of your face
Oh, what a beautiful place
Frozen in time
Forever in my mind
To ease my pain
And let me feel genuine again


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