I Am Broken Parts Of Many

You have me. So you are me. So I am you.

You are inside me.

You pour out, out of my eyes and nose and mouth. I see and breathe and speak you out. I sing and laugh and touch and cry you out. So you are me. So I am you.

I am inside you. I'm unwelcome, but you won't get rid of me. Pour me out. Let me be me. Let you be you. But you don't know. So I am you.

You don't feel me inside you. You don't feel you inside me. You only feel you. So I am you. And I am me in you, and I am you in me, and I am we, but we are they. We aren't. You are. I am. I am many but not really. I am broken parts of many. But you, you are. I won't be me untill you are me.