I don't know what to do.
How do I tell you?
I had plans
but not this far.
The knife was taken from my hands
All that's left is a scar.
How do I express
I'm supposed to be dead
I'm not supposed to be alive
I don't understand my own head.
I've lived past
My expectations
How have you gained
This Infiltration?
I am unleashing
What's inside.
More like debriefing
You of my mind.
