Can you find me?
Can you finally undress this soul?
Can you show me all the missing parts
that makes my fragments whole?
Can you see me?
Do you see the crimes I’ve paid?
Can you see the parts I’ve tucked and pressed
Inside this flesh sealed cave?
I think I’m inside here
But now I don’t really know
I’ve realized that reflections
Are the mirrors of windows
If there’s a goddess or a magic word to sow
Can’t you show her
And tell her I’ve lost my soul?
Can’t you hear me?
I’m screaming in this hell
The scenery is oh so nice here
But is yesterday where I dwell?
Who is asking all these questions
Who do you see inside?
The chattering of these voices
Make me distrust my own eyes
Inspired by this Opia by Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows