Bipedal Intro

I am made to break falls
A bootstrap clasp to stand tall
And with foresight
A concrete dreamer in this glass house
Concrete dreamer repaved the whole route

‘cause you see it’s
Thicker skin than
What this precedence elects
Gazing in the mirror glancing at
That beating from my chest

I saw a grown man for the first time
Not that little boy effaced in congested rhymes
It’s when the cognitive dissonance
Condenses to a JPEG

The flattened layers of a history
To an end point
On aged head
Divorced from growth’s trauma
The building blocks of something stronger
And larger

So I:
No need to lament
(no need)
On how my skull did
Bent and sway because
Hey

I am made to break falls
Don’t need no clasp
I stand tall
And with hindsight
A concrete dreamer in this glass house
Concrete dreamer repaved the whole route

'cause I am made
I am made
I am made
I am made
To break falls
I am made to break falls