I do not know what I look like
Every mirror holds a jolt
Of surprise
I do not know who I am, either
Someone else looks through my eyes
Somedays I love, somedays I fight
Somedays are wrong and some are right
Sometimes the monster consumes
Whilst I starve
Somedays I am human;
I am a vessel waiting to be filled
What is wrong with me?
I want help
My screams are silent, my tears are dry
Shame covers fear, and the feeling that
I am lost already
