Revealed

I could've been a window washer

I could be the one who lets in the sun

But I learned to feel the pressure

To think about streaks and not forget the corners

I could've been a miracle worker

But the magic was locked inside perfection

I tried to be a freedom fighter

But the harder I fought, the stronger was my prison

Take me down to the river and wash me clean

When will I not try not to try

Take me up to the mountains and set me free

Let me be revealed

Well I'd like to be a first-rate mother

I'd like to love my child beyond all understanding

But I'm scared, 'cause I haven't met her

What if she's ugly, or a failure, what if nobody likes her

And I think she feels mistrusted

She's afraid to be born, afraid of what awaits her

We're quite a pair, the two of us

Her barely treading water and me wondering if I should save her

I once had a pen that wrote in magic ink

I'd write myself a letter and I'd take it to the sink

I didn't have to scrub or work or worry or fear

The water flowed over and a message from me to me just appeared