I Don’t Know Me, So How Can You? |
You’re looking at me.
What do you see?
Describe me.
I can’t, you see.
I don’t know who I am.
I can’t find myself, my personality.
Perhaps it was stolen from me.
Maybe he took it when he violated me.
I don’t how to act.
I used to have a suitcase
packed with every available face.
Now I don’t know which one to present to the world,
they are all shattered and broken.
What I am is fine, its who I am that confuses.
I play myself at complex games but every side loses.
Do you understand now?
Do you understand how
you cannot judge me?
What I am is fine, I’m struggling with the ‘who’
Please keep your abuse to yourself,
I don’t know me, so how can you?
