Mess

I'm at peace
I'm at rest
I'm a total mess

I want to say I'm alright
I want to say I'm ok
But I'm not and I feel like I'm at bay

What a show we put on
Why can't we just move on?

Can't we see
What does it mean?
I jsut want to be me
Why can't that just be

Maybe we don't know who we really are
Maybe we're all the same

We're confused
We're amused
We bruise our own souls with dull knives
We are diseased
This is a reality we cannot face
We have a past the we cannot earase
We're a total mess