Itch

If you could see me, would you see through me?
I am to the eye what you are to my body
Naked and empty
Making excuses for awkward answers to insidious questions
So if you could hear me‚ would you hear me out?
Sick of feeling weak and obsessed with my doubts
That I can’t explain
We’ve all grown and changed
But the hurt lingers deep within I’m all the men I hate
But I don’t wanna be seen‚ I wanna be felt
But no one understood so what makes the difference now?
Consume the void of sex — an unfamiliar bed — an apathetic drink —
We just couldn’t connect
And now I itch
My body is for all
And I am nothing
And now…
I itch
It’s easy to portray
Covered in vomit on endless display
Angry about the pills I take as if
Those are what made me feel this way
Sometimes it doesn’t make sense; what’s in my head
The smoke in my lungs — the blade to my skin
I can never leave it be‚ even when it’s done
And now I itch
My body is for all
And I am nothing
And now…
I itch
If you could feel me, would you feel me now?
Still naked and empty — obsessed with my doubts
That I can’t explain
We’ve all grown and changed
But the hurt lingers deep within all there is pain