it’s me isn’t it?
i’m the person i’ve wanted to be all along
but i’ve brought shame to my name
and broken every mirror
so i wouldn’t have to look at what i’ve become
the embodiment of love
the sunshine i swallow in the morning
the serotonin i wished for long ago
but who am i now?
i’m not myself but i am
i’m tired i’ve been tired i’llcontinuetobetired
my smile is different
i can see the hope and dreams i wanted for so long
seeping through and ready to infect my body
i’m poisonous i’mfilledwiththejoyofbeingalive
i hated it but i guess i’m in love with my self