This Is Me

This is my face on my head on my shoulders

With eyes and a mouth and a nose

With a lie on my tongue and a weight on my back

And a fidgeting twitch in my toes

But this isn't me anymore

These are my arms around you, though you're reluctant

And my fingernails, I can't help but bite

My face is in my hands, but I'll change in seconds

As my smile returns and I remember tonight

And I find that I'm me once more

'Cause this is the me that I like to be

Charisma quick wit and charm

But that side of me rarely likes to be

In the face of causing harm

Can you see my fear as you disappear

Into someone else's arms

Or are you unaware that the me you care for

Isn't really me at all

This is me

These are my hands, on my arms, on my conscience

With fingers that shake while they strum

And this is you, in my head, regardless of whether I want you there

And thoughts that I tried to avoid have already begun

And I can't feel myself anymore

These are my fingers typing, to no avail

As I try my best, to let you down

But I've just so much to do, and I can't help but force you

To the bottom of my lists and block out the sound

This isn't the me I want to explore