Faulty

[unprettydoll]

Wish to be me,
wisht o be me.
Although it is not me,
I truly wish to be.

What I wish to be,
is something I cannot see.
It's not me, but it's me,
that I truly wish to be.

My mind deceives me,
my heart does lie.
To me, to me.
do I truly wish to die?

Is it me? Can it be?
that I hide from myself.
Is it me? Truly me?
that I hide on my shelf.

Is it me? Really me?
that who dreams a bad dream.
A dream, my dream,
but it is mine it does seem.

Is it my fragile existance,
that does make me cry?
Is it me? Is it me?
That tells me such a lie.

Is it me, my dream,
where in the end I die?
Is it me, truly me,
that will wake up and cry?

Can it be? it is me,
that really does care.
Is it me? Can it be?
that I'm desolate and bare.

Am I me? Truly me?
standing out in the night.
Maybe me, maybe me,
that gives me a fright.

Is it me? Truly me?
that does run from you.
Can it be, it is me,
whom I never run to...