I am surrounded with avalanches
Of broken dreams
No
Is all she screams
I have no voice
It's all in my head
Alone
She lives
Widow
Orphan
Piper to the pan
Hand me a man
Sometimes
She gets over
Herself
Nothing to give you
But this std
Is that what you want
Really she says to me
Wreckage all around us
Now are you feeling free
I am beautiful
But I gave up long ago
Illness took me over
Aneroxia nervousa a disease
Of the nervous system
Excess anxiety eats away at me
Gross
That's what I think of myself
Hurt
But I think of someone else
Blind