This is my face
On my head
On my shoulders
With eyes
And a mouth
And a nose
With a lie on my tongue
And a weight on my back
And a fidgeting twitch in my toes
But this isn't me anymore
These are my arms around you though you're reluctant
And my fingernails I can't help but bite
And my face is in my hands
But I'll change in seconds as my smile returns
And I remember tonight
And I find that I'm me once more
Cause this is the me that I like to be
Charisma, Quick Wit, and Charm
But that side of me rarely likes to be in the face of causing harm
Can you see my fear as you disappear
Into someone else's arms?
Or are you unaware that the me you care for
Isn't really me at all?
This is me
These are my hands
On my arms
On my conscience
With fingers that shake while they strum
And this is you in my head
Regardless of whether I want you there
And thoughts they I try to avoid have already begun
And I can't feel myself anymore
These are my fingers typing to no avail
As I try my best to let you down
But I've just so much to do
And I can't help but force you to the bottom of my list
And block out the sound
This isn't the me I want to explore
Cause this is the me that I like to be
Charisma, Quick Wit, and Charm
But that side of me rarely likes to be in the face of causing harm
Can you see my fear as you disappear into someone else's arms?
Or are you unaware that the me you care for isn't really me at all?
This is me
This is me
This is me
Oh, this is me
This is me
This is me
Oh, this is, this is me
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