to hide without lying/gold star for robot girl
Sometimes we’re caught in the place where completely revealing our feelings would be hurtful to another, but where hiding them completely would feel like lying, like a betrayal of ourselves. This is from the “Dark Glasses” entry of A Lover’s Discourse by Barthes:


Is it possible to entirely escape playing such games without turning into either “a saint or a monster”? Maybe not. Maybe the best we can do is “to hide without lying.”
I think that Barthes would have had amazing things to say about the romantic subtweet.
If I waited for you to signify
The moves that I should make
Would I get my break
Gold star for robot boy well then that’s OK
If i waited for you to tell me every action I should take
I’d be on the take
Gold star for robot boy
If I waited for lessons in true confessions
That would take all day
But I’m here to stay
Gold star for robot boy
Well then that’s OK
Well then that’s my move
When Barthes asks, essentially, “wouldn’t being completely true to my passion be my strength?” I think of another great Guided by Voices lyric, from “Game of Pricks”: “You could never be strong. You can only be free.”
She knew how I felt about her. That was all I could ask for. That was part of my freedom.
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