Fix Me

Now they're telling me how to feel

And I can't hear myself anymore

They're taking away

The only sacred part of me.

Who gave you permission

To take away my soul?

I'm slowly dying

And I'm not sure how much more I can take.

In this condition now

A shell

Empty.

Pictures on the wall

Staring back at me

From behind me vacant eyes

I see what they think of me.

Can I ever go back to normal?

I've forgotton what it's like to live

To smile, to laugh

I'm broken.

Fix me?

- Carly Floyd

2/20/09