i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

that corner is calling my name
and i know what is it's main;
it's calling back to show
the pain that ive gained.

things ive never spilled
words ive never spoken;
my alter ego just got killed
and this heart is swollen.

i despise this flood that's building
cause it crashes all in its way;
i wished it was that sky im seeing
on the brighter side of day.

im surrounded by mess
and my thoughts are mound;
i for one,wouldnt have guessed
that i wouldve been found.

take it all in,i say
cause no soul wants to hear;
but right now,today
i wished i had an extra ear.

oh dear God forgive me
i know much i have sinned;
but when you hear this
please help me slap back my grin.

pull me;