Look at my face.
What do you see?
I see a stranger.
I see someone who used to be me.
What is it about you?
That makes me lose my mind?
I see your face and I break,
But do you reply in kind?
When I look in my eyes,
I see sorrow and pain.
What is it that has caused this?
Will I ever be sane?
What do you see,
When you look into my eyes?
Do you see someone who regrets,
Or do you see someone who lies?
I have been filled with acid,
Corrupted by a terrible disease.
But what is a poison from life.
Something you cannot cure with ease.
What happened to you.
What changed you so?
Did that poison corrupt you as well?
But what do I know?
What am I to you?
Just someone from a dream of a dream?
What am I supposed to do?
Because nothing is as it seems.
It seems like I'm stuck here,
Put, selfishly, thoughtlessly, into this rut.
So, I'll sit here and think of you:
Just what am I to you, what?
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