"Status Quo"

Shifting in my own shoes
I stand with discomfort,
Staring at my twin
Made of elastic and dirt.

My head plays a jingle
I cannot hear,
My eyes play a game
I don't want to go near.

With one finger on Rewind
The other on Play,
I feel as my own double
Not saying what I want to say.

My head creates a story
I cannot tell,
My eyes see people
I don't know well.

Scanning the room
My thoughts try to flee,
The air is filled with song
But my feet control the glee.

My head tells a lie
I think is true,
My eyes trace mistakes
I don't wish to subdue.

Growing up every minute
The time I must tame,
While focusing on change
I must remain the same.

My head shows a dream
I cannot lease,
My eyes fabricate a life
I don't quite believe.