Crawling Out of My Skin
There’s a panic breeding inside of me, uneasiness spreading like wildfire.
I don’t know who I am anymore, that’s because everyone else is a liar.
I feel like I’ve been picked up from nowhere and dropped into this pathetic girls
life.
I really don’t know how she does it, there’s so much pain here it cuts like a knife.
I feel an urgency pressing down on me, like the reflex of fight or flight,
But this time I choose to do neither, like a deer in the road in the light.
Because I'm only here on the outside; the clothing, the hair, and the skin.
I couldn't tell you where anything else is, there’s just a vast emptiness in.
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