It's me who makes my body hurt,
It's me who makes the pain,
It's me who tries to fight the monsters,
And me who thinks I'm insane.

It's me who always loves the ones,
That I know I'll never get,
It's me who's upset about everything,
And me who throws the fits.

It's me who can't find happiness,
It's me with those sad eyes,
It's me who can't do anything right,
And me who always cries.

It's me who makes my tangible pain,
And who thinks I'm friends with death,
Yet me who wonders what dying is like,
With each and every breath.

It's me who doesn't know what I deserve,
And me who fell for you,
But it's YOU who said you loved me,
And my vulnerability sought it true.

So now it's you who causes my hurt,
It's you who makes my pain,
And now it's YOU who is my monster,
I know I'm not insane.

© VEM