i let go of the coat.
but the coat won't let go of me.
you grab the coat because it's expensive and beautiful and it represents a life of fame, fortune. but once you jump in and grab it, it's not what it seems and suddenly you're bleeding. saw a bear, floating in the river, thought it was a fur coat.
this fur coat i'm wearing, it's covering me, that's all it's doing. covering the bear underneath who tears through my head sometimes.
your celebrities, your people you place on pedestals, are not the glamoured fur coats you presume to see floating in the water. humans too. all just humans. not a single person here who's worthy.
