It's funny how the world can see me

Bare and naked in this empty space

But I'm blind to everything, so unaware

I barely know the scars on my own face

I tried to dig a little deeper

To form a respectable parody of myself

I attempted some sort of understanding

Because I can see through everybody else

The world knows me

My own words expose me

How can you take apart everything

Am I blinding myself so heavily

The curses and blessings of being me

Where even tears don't come for free

The curses and blessing of poetry

Hiding away for all the world to see

I close my eyes and try to reflect inwards

But nothing appears through the mind's eye

I don't know what is behind the doors

I still don't know what's hidden inside

As I discover a little piece of myself

I realise it's just a teardrop in the sea

And as the barriers begin to melt

I still don't even know a thing about me

The curses and blessings of being me

Where even tears don't come for free

The curses and blessing of poetry

Hiding away for all the world to see

People can split my life like an atom

I'm still aware of nothing at all

I think something must be wrong

When I set my feelings out like a stall

The curses and blessings of being me

Where even tears don't come for free

The curses and blessing of poetry

Hiding away for all the world to see

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