I breathed in sync with you,
So I never inhaled your air.
And I shared a drink with you.
There were lipstick stains on the rim,
But my lips were bare.
Sometimes it seems I don't care,
I know sometimes I am scary,
But I swear, If you just come back near me,
It's still me, with a heart sweet like cherries.
Underneath my broken body language,
A heart that overflows with empathy.
I'll try to get a hold of where I'm going,
I'll try to learn how to share
My mind with the friends I am blind to,
When I see a million empty chairs,
But everyone's there.
Sometimes it seems I don't care,
I know sometimes I am scary,
But I swear, If you just come back near me,
It's still me, with my hands hid up my sleeves.
Underneath this baggy T-Shirt,
A soul that overflows with love and peace.
It's still me, even when I leave.
When I'm buried under bedsheets,
Stuck feeling half asleep,
It's still me.
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