I shed my skin
in hopes of one day
waking with
memories of
fatal interactions intact
reacting to outside forces
rather than feeling feelings
I need to analyze
the rhymes I'm providing
and find myself once more
open the door
to the inside of my mind
and find who i am
behind all the walls I've built
pretty for other people to see
it ain't me
ain't us
ain't the me we need to be right now
or ever again
maybe begin
to question all the sins
we've been living in
these decades running together
like watercolor on a rainy day
make the pain go away
find our way to the end I pray