i am spiritual
that's what i tell myself
as i down another pop can
and throw away what's left
i am in touch with myself
that's what i like to think
as i give way to insanity
edging closer to the brink
i know exactly what i need
that's what i tell my mom
as i search online for answers
my independence gone
i am living healthy
those words leave my mouth
and catch air through dust and dirt
that covers my whole house
i am oh so happy
i smile to my friends
and feel that stabbing pain in my chest
knowing i lied to them
i am always breaking
pieces falling with each step
i tape it back together
my soul bleeding through each breath
and so i close my mouth
and my nose just to be safe
and i hold it all inside
and i cover them with tape
i hear that people love me
but i think these are lies
so i plug my ears with cotton balls
so their words will stay outside
my eyes are so revealing
leaking with every thought
so i seal them up with super glue
so i will not be caught
i cannot hear
or see a thing
i do not feel
i do not breathe
i'm not alive
though i pretend to be
and if you ask
this is my spirituality
