I am at your mercy,
Waiting to be broken apart.
For the pain I hide is greater than the game we play.
You are my distraction,
An escape route from the pain.
I am your ego,
I make you feel special in those places you hide from the naked eye.
Do you see my truth?
Do you know what game you play?
My heart is in a tightly boxed crate,
Sitting alone in my inner room,
Will you be the glue or my destroyer?
