When eyes grew out of my skin.
Every pore saw what you did.

And then they are still there.
Looking out for another one.

Every hair is sticking out.
To know the change in the air.

As I stand fully aware.
But my mind's nowhere near.

Tucked inside a shell.
So that I can't tell.

When you tear me apart.
You won't touch my heart.

It's swimming somewhere safe.
While you take your share.

Of what you can rip off.
My body is just flesh and blood.

And my eyes they all cry.
When you're done.

But I survived.