I see you. I see myself in you. I see not the facade that you set like a mask upon your pale face or the strings tied at your wrists, pulling your arms every which way or your pain trailing behind you like a black cloud, thunder cracking, as a smile stays your present is my past i know you. Our veins are corded rubber bands that stretch from our arms, around our backs through every checkpoint joint in our bodies, they slingshot feelings throughout so that not only will our brain feel the hurt but everything else too. We are every single broken person thats searching through the rubble of their own mistakes, hands bleeding, praying for shards of their splintered heart to appear i am therefore you are and vice versa im aware of the struggle you go through that unbelievability that you can swing your legs from your bed and make it through the day i am conscious of the crippling insecurity, the four walled prison that you built yourself the bars, stronger than anything even superman could bend, that are made of the insults that have been muttered I identify with the confusion with which you feel lost you don't know who you are when you lean your head back and subconsciously search the starry night sky for your meaning I'm there I am you, and you are me in a simple merge we are oneΒ Β it has always been this way and it always will be
coming up only to show you're wrong And to know you is hard; we wonder... To know you all wrong; we warn.