What if I told you my soul was cruel?
And what if I told you there was nothing you could do?
Just waiting for someone to let me break them
Simply sacrifice their sanity to be what I need

What if I told you I wasn't for you?
And what if I told you there was nothing you could do?
'Cause there's nothing there when I look to the past
To say the least, I knew I couldn't fix it all.

What if I told you my body was making its own rules?
And what if I told you there was nothing you could do?
'Cause I'm not there at all when I look in the mirror
These days I can't stop 'til I've already broken the line

What if I told you my spirit exists just to spite me?
And what if I said it was all because of you?
Just waiting for someone to help this self meet all demises
Though it would take too much of our precious time.

What if I told you I never thought it out?
That I never really had a thought about a single thing?
I try to follow the feelings people tell me about
I'll fall back into habit, submit another self-fink.

What if I told you I only came back to hurt us both?
And what if I told you that wasn't quite how I planned it?
And I just wanted to feel something
So you held me close, but I didn't feel a thing.

The way you and I-- it didn't quite please me.
'Cause I knew when I saw my chance, I'd take it;
Take the chance to leave the life I could never lead.
Why wait for things to change when I couldn't?
I knew none of it would fix a thing.

These memories twist day by day, repeat, change, and lead astray.
I'd beg and welcome it, but this new self will never come- or go- my way.
'Stead I knock back these faded labels,
Let every one of these things fade away.

Hard to be yourself when there is none.
Maybe one day, all of this will change.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 1007 AF.