This is Me

When the dawn rose and the sun had shown,
I still lay bed, half awake half dead.
Silence consumed me as if I was a little girl,
Tears of hatred and hostility stream down my cheeks.

Something is wrong. why don't I belong?
Living in a cliche with mental disarray.
My body is cold as ice and warm as dough,
I am a mesa of flesh and thought.

A candle lays unbunring next to my hand,
It's waiting for my every command.
I made a fool of myself in front of the world,
from Alpha to Omega, I am myself.

This is who I am, I am the condemn,
My body lays in dissolving sins.
While mind is free to race less traveled roads,
Is this my true reality?

To be kept away from humanity due to my distant insanity,
See what I've become of your lack of love and caring?
I am nothing more then a speck of dirt,
I am less then zero.

My deepest sorrow is my hollowest pain,
I'm wishing for this moment to end.
I want to close my eyes and die,
But if I get a second chance I wouldn't take it.

Your lingering dreams fade upon my jeans,
This is who I am, I'm a little girl whose lost and alone.
Without a care, without friends, without love, without fear.