Surrounded by the lies I've told
Drowning in the words you spit out
The smell of sin and regret lingers in the air everywhere I go
I can't close my eyes without seeing the mistakes I've made like it's all painted on my eyelids
Red stains on the floor
The razor still sitting there
I'm looking for anything to cause me pain
Searching for answers
But I'll I'm finding are the pieces that have broken off of me
Too shattered and torn to put back together
I never used to understand when people would say,
"You can always see who you really are in the mirror"
But now I can't look at myself with out tears falling on the floor
Surrounded by the lies I've told
Drowning in the words you spit out
Who have I become
Amber R. Roan
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