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.