Becoming me
Tear the flesh
Strip it to the bone
take your dreams of me
They're not my own...
Medicated myself to become more like me
seperated myself from that mask
someone i could not be
hang it on your wall
a memory by the door...
Clean cut
razors edge
needle prick
pills to swallow...
A roller coaster ride with all the up's & down's
laughter
confusion
darkness...
Impatiently i wait
every constant change
recorded in the mirror
As i am closer to becoming Me.
Strip it to the bone
take your dreams of me
They're not my own...
Medicated myself to become more like me
seperated myself from that mask
someone i could not be
hang it on your wall
a memory by the door...
Clean cut
razors edge
needle prick
pills to swallow...
A roller coaster ride with all the up's & down's
laughter
confusion
darkness...
Impatiently i wait
every constant change
recorded in the mirror
As i am closer to becoming Me.
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