I am broken,
A bizarre collection of fragments
That fail to form an image
I am what you tell me to be
But not what I want me to be
I am a broken record playing on repeat
That sings the same tune with no originality
I am a shredded canvas,
Full of so much potential
But shredded beyond repair
I am not who I want to be
But will be who you want to be
Just because you say
You love me
And you may be my father,
By blood or not
But your lies and needs tear me apart
Until I've nothing left of my sanity
Farewell, so long
I'm leaving from this town
Where your paranoia is ceaseless and impairing
Goodbye, I'm gone
I'm leaving your manipulation
And maybe with luck I'll be able to find myself
A someone who can be who she wants to be
Instead of what you've made me to be
///I'm breaking, guys, and I don't know how much longer it's gonna take for me to snap and finally run away.