How I Got Over

Strings & crosspiece, rocks, napkins; 
rap rocks in napkins, rocks - this is the story I never wanted to tell how I got over & it's just as well people looked @ my face they heard my voice saw me every day but they never guessed no one asked me - 
I never confessed I decided to tell you; 
was that the right choice? 
I guess now it's too late - 
I hope this is best - 
eyes rolled back, birds - 
upside down tied down w/ tiny crisscross wires - waiting