Flies, Flaws, and Facades

You look like a different person without your face. Lost from everybody you vanished without a trace. Losing grip on what you call your 'identity'. Nothing further from the truth, I grant you my amnesty. You can take what I said and invert it. But don't take it to the point where it's almost perverted. You can dissect the meaning in my senselessness And integrate it into my selfishness. But I won't be self obliged to break from my cryptic shell. Let me take a breath from my sulfuric hell. Let me take all of the important things that matter. The things that fall out of favor with me are torn and tattered. They can't be identified if I can't see with my own eyes. Your perspective sees them as nothing but lies! And you can't take it for what its worth. Because I've watched as your feelings dispersed. You try to covet them, but its no use. They just end up hurting you from your own systematic abuse. I can't stand it when you deny your own flaws! When perfection doesn't describe you at all! You need to try and be your own person. Stop the pain that's always emerging. You just need a break from all of this! You need to detach yourself from your cyst! I've watched you change into a fly....your wings spread like your alive.