Itch - Weeping Wound

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