I came back changed
But i'm back, ain't it strange?
You saw my flesh being ripoed
And torn apart then rearranged
So distant I turned, this world
Smells of sewer stench
Too near I rot and crook the hollow
Of my empty strain
I didn't need you to see
Now I see, I've been needing me
Stories are blank sheets
Or it's you who cannot read
You stuffed my throat
And I can't breathe
Through these torns,
You mesmerised my thoughts
And through this haze I lost touch
But never enough