Erica Grzyminski Poet Lyric

Torn Again

I've left my heart 
Back there where no one can find it
I am so torn apart
I got hit and didn't see it
I have no identity
No one knows who I am
There's nothing left for me
I have nothing in my hands

I am tired and torn
I am the undead
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Still I have not lost my head
I am so uncool
Because I am me
I am no one's fool
Because I can see

I've hated you 
Only because you've hated me
You'll never do
Because you cannot see
What you don't know 
Wont hurt you
But it sure as Hell 
Can kill you

I am tired and torn
I am the undead
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Still I have not lost my head
My words are better off unspoken
Whats the sense of speaking if I am unheard
I take my time with all of my friends
Leaving them and myself unhurt

How can you know me
If you've never learned me?
How can you understand me
If you've never stood beneath me?
I am so different
I don't even recognize myself
Even though you are magnificent
I'd never put you on a shelf

I am tired and torn
I am the undead
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Still I have not lost my head
I am tired and torn
I am the undead
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born
Still I have not lost my head

Although I am all 
And everything you've ever needed
I am nothing at all
And the girl you never wanted
You've made me feel
Like I don't matter
You've made me feel
Like you don't care
You've made me feel 
Like I dont matter
You've made me feel 
Like you dont care

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