I Am
I am what you made me,
Something close to obscene.
Just a little vulgar,
But much to pristine.
Begging you to change me,
Into what you need.
Praying that you’ll keep me,
Even if I have to bleed.
Knowing this isn’t real
Or even close to being.
But keeping me alive
Without any meaning.
Tell me everything.
Even what you hide.
I can bring your dreams alive
Even though you lied.
And I don’t think you understand
How good things could be.
Because the pain of getting there
Is more then you can see.
And how much destruction
Could we stand to cause
Tearing lives apart
And breaking all the laws.
So turn your back on me
Whisper as you leave.
I never meant to love you.
Only to deceive.
Something close to obscene.
Just a little vulgar,
But much to pristine.
Begging you to change me,
Into what you need.
Praying that you’ll keep me,
Even if I have to bleed.
Knowing this isn’t real
Or even close to being.
But keeping me alive
Without any meaning.
Tell me everything.
Even what you hide.
I can bring your dreams alive
Even though you lied.
And I don’t think you understand
How good things could be.
Because the pain of getting there
Is more then you can see.
And how much destruction
Could we stand to cause
Tearing lives apart
And breaking all the laws.
So turn your back on me
Whisper as you leave.
I never meant to love you.
Only to deceive.
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