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I'm scattered
Tattered
Worn
Battered

I love him
No one above him
My air
My life

Can't you see
Whats happening
To my heart
To my fear

Scattered thoughts
are my poems
are my words
my life

Now I see
The person in the mirror
is becoming clearer
and she is me

With her heart stripped bear
No one else there
So holds unto her hope
Slides away the dope

I'm going to make it free
I'm going to be me
When no one else is there
I'll always have myself.

I've only had myself
I need to other help.
But god.
Save me.