Kevin Devine: Just Stay

The morning's hot and harsh.
My notebook fills itself.
The words come thick with sweat,
but it feels like someone else
is writing all of this -
someone I just can't believe.
So I mop my brow,
set my pen back down.
Still me, still me.

And I'm grabbing at a feeling, now,
that I can't ever name -
some sign posted to remind me
how I wanted things this way.
She says, "It's pretty,
but you hate yourself;
I can hear it clear as day."
And I say, "I sing like this;
it sounds worse than it is -

I'm okay, okay.
I'm okay, okay.
I'm okay, okay.
I'm okay, okay.
So just stay, just stay
So just stay, just stay
I'm okay, okay.
So just stay, just stay,
just stay, just stay."

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