I feel infected
A little bug inside my mind
Destroying bits of me
I will kill it
It's eating
It's multiplying
Right here, right now
Underneath my skin
I'm falling apart
In front of your eyes
And you can't see
Because you won't look at me
I tried to explain
Who I am
I thought you knew
But maybe you were blind
I guess you aren't that great
You're not as understanding
As I thought you were
Maybe I was blind
You're in my past
Not important
Just a few pages
Lets throw them in the burning fire
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If you could see but were always taught that what you saw wasn't real. How does that feel? It feels blind
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