My eyes hurt
Dry enough to crack
My heart beats
But does not feel
My mind takes in
But does not give out
I am me
Myself, my own person
No one knows me
I don't know me
Those deep secrets
They coil below
Create a maze
Tangling in it the truth
Tangling me in it
I am the lies
The hurting
The pain
The weakness
I am the truth
The healing
The pleasure
The strength
I don't know me
They don't know me
I am tangled
I am twisted
I am cruel
I am light
I am good
Right?
And they'll tell me
Tell me I'm sure
That they know me
And I'll listen
I'll smile
And tell them they're right
Because they are
At least, in a way
They know me
More than I do.
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