Sometimes I wonder
what I did to make you leave
Was it the way my screams bleed
through the seams of all my broken dreams?
Was it the way my mind blacked out
into a distant world
where I was a wire puppet
to the ventriloquist of muppets?
Was it the fact that I was chronic
to the relapse of fading through
the emotions that I so strongly feel?
Was it the fact
that I was just being me
or was it the fact
that you were just being you?