I'm not here. Close my eyes and repeat it Again and again. I'm not here. If I was here, I would be torn Apart But I'm not here. So no need to worry About hiding tears Being swallowed by Fears Because I'm not here. Say it again with me, I'm not here.
But what happens If that feeling comes again and you do want to be there? I do want to be here. What happens then? Can I bear it? my squirming insides My cut flesh My beating heart Beating so fast So quiet And loud all at the same time.