Enter my life and speak words with peroxide
Sting my presence and make me feel weak and aimless
Saturate the sun and starve my senses
Make me bleed memories; I need reflection
I dare you to find me within second sources
I have become so delusional, my thoughts need abortion
I ignore the signs that will bring me integrity at an old age
I feel so broken; my soul dances in a cage
Endurance of reality fails and little wonders decay
I feel out of context; too scared to sail away
I know this life has corners that never end
A self taught skill; I alone hear the silence call my name
I shuffle between the competing meanings for living
A chain too small is a reason for resisting
This heartache has become a headache
My emotions feel abused and I feel out of place
