Believe Me

I wrote this the other day, but I don't know what it means. It takes me long enough to crack into my subconscious; why does it have to be so damned cryptic when I do? Anyways, I've given it its performance so I see no harm in rewriting it here. It's called Believe Me.

Here I am on a stage
with the purple-shirted monsters doing dances on my left
and the grey people sitting in chairs all a-watching
and I say, believe me,
I'd join you if I could,
but it's far too far to jump and besides, I like the dancing.
I spread my arms all birdlike and they say it came too soon
I find a monster boyfriend and he takes me to the moon
the quiet life, the daring life, with nothing kept in check
always dreaming of the screaming and his kisses on my neck
and I say, believe me,
you're like nothing I've ever known
and I'd spend the rest of my life with you if I thought
I'd last more than a month under these conditions.
So he clings to me tight but his arms are like shadows
and I spread my purple wings and fly to grey lands far below.
I tell them all my story and they say it came too soon
I find a human boyfriend and he takes me to the moon
the quiet life, the silent life, my nightmares kept in check
he's lying in my heart and planting kisses on my neck
and I say, believe me,
I've never been so well-rested
but my wings are aching; I need to fly
and I cannot carry you.
He says there are no monsters, don't lose yourself in dreams
you say that you know purple but it isn't what it seems
the darkness took you once and I don't know why you can't see
I'd give you all the world if you would only stay with me.
He smiles that secret smile of his; we roll down to the floor
just then my purple-shirted ex comes slith'rin through the door
and I say, believe me,
this isn't what I wanted.
Take me away, somewhere far away,
with a great grey earth and a purple sky
I'll be with you forever and I swear I'll never stray
just let me keep my other world
please, let me keep my other world.
They lock me in the moon for good
the walls are made of light
they chain me down and dress me up
attired in black and white
I tell them all my story but it's what they want to hear
'cause one boyfriend is dead and now the other's disappeared
far beyond the doctors and too self-absorbed to cry
I watch the silent shadows flick across the purple sky
and I say, believe me