What do you want from me?
I can rest my head on your chest,
At what price?
I owe the world
My guilt so overwhelms me

I take, so I may give
I give
Pour out
Give
In fountains
Give, nothing but guilt.

I am jealous manipulative
Therefore I consume, use, take
Never justified.
I try to give.

People ask, grab, grasp the words I spend
The little knowledge in my head.
I wear glass bottles of blue.
I can't see them asking.
I can't see myself giving.
I can't see.

I am consumed.
You consume me.
Your eyes devour me.
You take only what I give.
I give you everything.
Do I give anything?

I am hungry.
I eat a feast, it is not enough.
I eat a forest, not enough.
I eat everything, it is air.
I am swallowing air,
Swallowing nothing.
I am drowning in air.
There is no air
I have swallowed it.
I can't breathe.

My walls are so thick,
Were so thick.
If I have walls they are thick.
Do I have walls?

I offer my hand empty.
Is that enough?
You stand by my side
A hand on my shoulder.
I am not alone.
That is enough.

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