Who I Am

I take a look around, perturbed by what I see things are overwhelming me. I look into your eyes, harbor my great disguise repressed feelings; Love? I sit depressed, undone. For what, then, you did wrong These ends don't justify their means. Used merely as a tool, for you I played the fool. Now you left me tattered. And I don't understand all these feelings you have but this time I won't let you win. Cuz this time around I know the back of my hand Yet I have nothing but to pretend So this time around, I'll know exactly who I am. Yes this time around, I know exactly who I am. Put in what you get out, what's that shit all about You've left me in poverty For you, I gave my all, weren't there, I took my fall. Oh so easy for you. Patient and drearily, write back to humor me, Sever ties; leave them alone I try to return to, back to the place where you and I could see eye to eye. I've traveled through the back streets of my soul. They've mislead me, and in turn kept me from whole. I know now I've got to listen to my mind. It's the only way, I'll ever draw from what I find.