No, no one sees the real me.
i see so simply.
although these words i say seem so far behind me.
how could you love me.
leave me, kill me, twist and turn me, burn me?
how can i die? when I've yet to be alive.
see me, believe that I've deceived you.
how can i love when you don't even know you? how long? accept the blame but something's wrong.
until i realize that i don't know who i am.
i don't know who i am.
how can i die?
identify