Who I Am

I take a look around,

perturbed by what I see things are overwhelming me.

I look into your eyes,

harbor my great disguise repressed feelings;

Love? I sit depressed, undone.

For what, then, you did wrong

These ends don't justify their means.

Used merely as a tool,

for you I played the fool.

Now you left me tattered.

And I don't understand all these feelings you have but this time I won't let you win.

Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand Yet I have nothing but to pretend

So this time around,

I'll know exactly who I am.

Yes this time around,

I know exactly who I am.

Put in what you get out,

what's that shit all about

You've left me in poverty

For you, I gave my all,

weren't there,

I took my fall.

Oh so easy for you.

Patient and drearily,

write back to humor me,

Sever ties;

leave them alone I try to return to,

back to the place where you and I could see eye to eye.

I've traveled through the back streets of my soul.

They've mislead me,

and in turn kept me from whole.

I know now I've got to listen to my mind.

It's the only way,

I'll ever draw from what I find.