i always tell everyone to not hurt themselves
yet i sit here
and i hurt myself
trying to help you
by giving you this adivce
im giving you peice after piece of my soul
and in return i get nothing
but a fake thank you
and some counterfeit conversations
yet i sit here alone and trying to just forge a smile
for the world to see
yet your smile is full and truthfull
because it's filled with the soul of mine
that i sold so you could be happy
and get over every conflict you've dealt
so i tell you to not hurt
yet i sit here and i give myself away
piece by piece
and bit by bit

I am the person you walk past in the hall.
The person who sees everything
but yet no one sees at all.
I am a nameless face in the endless sea of people.
I see your tears-your fears
and the worst of the worsts the trauma
the heat...a nightmere that haunts you for years.
This is a world of hate and death.
But if you look around I'm there to help

ever since i was little, I've always wanted to do one thing
I've always wanted to help people
and I've found that the best way for me to do that
is using my writing to speak to you\and i always ask the spirits if i've helped someone
who needed to hear the words that i wrote
and they say i have
which is an amazing and calming feeling
knowing that i helped someone
bu using my words and being there
i asked the spirits if i knew who i helped
they i don't
so i asked them if i ever will know them
and the spirits told me
i will know this amazing human
if i keep going on this path
so i'm going following this road
trying to help people with my words
and meet some saved people along the way

Can you feel the ache in my chest?
Can you touch the cracks in my heart?
Can you tell where my soul begins,
And where it's been torn all apart?

I'm made of sharp edges and pieces fit with super glue
Can you feel it?
I'm a heartless enigma and a soulless slice of truth
Can you feel it?
Enemies make the best friends and now I hate you
Can you feel it?

Lies are like a bullet to my heart, filling me with holes
A feeling of emptiness overwhelms me, a space too bold
Trying to hold on tight to a tangle too tied to unfold
Lost in a web of pain too damaged to be controlled

I'm made of broken glass, chipped and shattered
Can you feel it?
I'm an empty shell of something that once mattered
Can you feel it?
Pieces are falling, a love now bruised and battered
Can you feel it?

The harmony of injustice is ringing in my ears
A lullaby of sweet nothings and my childhood fears
A common trend unfolds, a chorus of chants and tears
A pain ripples through my body and the monster finally appears

Can you feel it?