Totally twisted, broken in between
But still not as one would make it seem
I do not pretend to play stupid or dumb
I feel as though, my expressions are all turning numb.
Like a mangled body waiting to be discovered
I wait for someone who will uncover
I cannot be what I used to be
I hardly remember what used to be me
I am mangled and twisted, and hard to figure out
But I assure you I have a will and am not without
Feeling and needs and such
I am normal and that is not too much
Find me when I am mangled
You will find me fragile, as I dangle
It is what it is,
And I guess, that is all there is.