I look myself in my eyes...I draw myself so near

I breathe myself into me...I can taste me on my lips

I know what this will cost myself...I lose my soul...I lost my soul

This hurts when I love myself...I've had to since you let me go...

I breathe, I cry...I scream...

I would face and take on anything

To not have to be this strong and weak

I'm determined to discover me

That mirror never lies

Doesn't repel scars or facial lines

Another day darkens at my door

Closer to death than ever before

My voice stretches to find that key

My mind feels feeble and weak

Betrayed by my own hand

I think now you understand

I breathe...I cry...I scream

Breathe, I make my lungs take in...struggles with too much oxygen

Tongue thick and my mouth's shut...cotton are the words still in my gut

I use the scissors to cut you out...use the needle to new reroute

Soft with my touch/hard is my heart...too bad my mind's sewn shut

I breathe...I cry...I scream

I breathe...I cry...I scream

So soft, the touch of your hear

I can hold out my hand and touch you

on the inside

the pulse so strong...your shadows long

that fades into mine and captivates me

I am you

you are me

When you worried it wrinkled my brow

When you doubted I looked to fine out

When you were empty I fill

When you hurt I would kill

When you loved me my day glowed

When you smiled I knew

When you laughed I shook inside

When I was yours and you were mine

Velvet...your voice on my lips

gentle your words...urgent your kiss

I miss you

and the soft of you...how I breathed it
When you fell my knees bled

When I was you

You were me

bitter...a taste so familiar

swallow it, it burns and consumes

you from with

that pill it will take in nightly

weak...the shell, encasing the I collapse like lungs & I fall beneath

forward...is falling behind

why does it frighten me to lose my mind

it is real...and its lively how you hate me

it is real...I am what you created

callers...is how the world treated me

those are falling castles at my feet

I am...princess of nothing

my crown of broken dream doesnt

frighten me weak...the shell encasing me

forward, is me falling behind

why does it frighten me to lose my mind

you got the nerve to break one

validate me the one you create

it is real...I am what you created

it is real...and its lovely how you hate me

it is real...I dont know how to fake it

it is real...I am what you created