| delusions it's come to the point where I can't tell if its saltwater or freshwater running down my face maybe its acidic it hurts so much its so strong it seeps through my skin and scars my heart maybe its flammable and thats why its so quick to set my emotions on fire and burn all my bridges down it could be dry and thats why no one notices me anymore and why I feel so shriveled up it could all be an illusion even these cold bars caging me in and the heartstrings tying me up and the faces that pass me by, pass me by. |