I'm not who you think I am
You said I was brave
so I laughed
so hard my stomach puffed
and floated away
into the space
beetwen my temples,
behind my face

I love not being there
Hand me not there
Send me not there
Bend me right there
Bend my "right" there

Don't need a right
Don't need a ride,
just wanna stay home,
decay inside
Be burned alive
by my own fright

That's where I lay,
empty inside;
not there, away,
tossed to the side