T E Morris ~ I Am Gone I Am Gone I Am Gone

I grew to be a part of a problem That I caused and could cure all the same We made mountains out of molehills And you cursed them all with my name You lied to yourself daily I watched you become skinny and pale Home was a place you could be inward And I could crawl out of my shell I broke into pieces like a mirror Shards went under your skin You kept them there as a warning And skin grows over them still If ever you think that you want me If you think with me is better than alone Remember what we had w