Am I him or am I her
Sometimes I don’t know .
In real life, I'm timid
In her life, I'm a bold soul.

I do not hide, I do not flee
And every door has a key
People love her, she's endearing
And her lovely eyes are searing.  

Time breathes on, and she is down
People look at her with a frown.
Oh they know...how can they know?!
The weaves of manipulation unsewn.

...and here I am now.
It's just like purgatory.
You float and think of what you've spun
And how in the world it can be undone.