what do i have to do? who do i have to be? what mask do i wear today? what do you want from me? i would have given everything if i still had things to give i cut myself too thin chasing what i did not need to live now what am i left with?
my mouth is split open like a purse the gold inside is not worth what you think it is yet i still give and give and give and give
but what do i get? lost
i lost my self trying to become what i thought you had wanted