You and I are the same
Fractured
We both try to stay present
But find ourselves pulled away
Seemingly without a choice
I know your pain
Because it's also mine
It is hereditary
However, I am the surgeon
With nothing but these cheap instruments
To mend my broken heart
You destroyed my sense of self
Someone destroyed yours too
And they convinced you it was normal
But when you realized it wasn't
It was already too late
That's what you believe at least
You believe you are hopeless
You're not
But I won't help you
Pick up your scalpel
