Depersonal

three.

I'm just a damaged,
I mean survivor.
I just can't help but
Laugh at my hopeless
And try and lie to her.

Say that I'm okay,
I'm only human.
I don't feel human.
But how could I,
When I'm trapped here,
So far outside my

My body is dysfunctional.
My brain has turned to mush.
He says to smoke a little kush
And it'll be okay.
That's what they all say.

Words don't make sense, though.
That doesn't help me.
How can you say so,
When you cannot see?
You'll never show me the way
Back in my body
You'll never ever know
how fake the world seems.

You'll never see things
The way I see me.