The Eye's Whites and Reds

I think It's for the better
I don't know you anymore
your skins turned to porcelain
Your smile isn't yours

And sometimes when all of you
Drains from your face
I don't mind
The quiet new being
Sitting dulcet in your place

And sometimes the tides seems gentler than they are
And sometimes the fire burns faster than it scars

Who am I
Who am I
Who am I
To say What's mine and
What isn't to change
Who am I
Who am I
Who are you
to erase and re - speak
How I hear your name

I think it's for the better
I cant look you in the eyes
To tell me what you wants to
Tell
Real gold from pyrite

And often when all of you
Drains from your face
I enjoy the silence
Eating up
Your space

The ocean isn't kind no
The ocean isn't fair
And the fire burns faster
Than I can make it down the stairs

Who am I
Who am I
Who am I
To say What's mine and
What isn't to change
Who am I
Who am I
Who are you
to erase and re - speak
How I hear your name

Is the water too deep for
You aren't afraid of things
Normally I've got the ego to
Blame me for
Tripping and falling down
All of the sidewalks
For me and my promises
Railed like a eye stalk
Scraped on the concrete
Is crackin
The pavement is Falling and
I've got nowhere to run
From who you are
And what's happened
to the poem that's finished
As soon as it's begun

Who was I?
Who am I
How will I be
What's yours
And what isn't to change
Who are we?
Who were you?
Who are you
To decide what is real and
What is fake
And who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I
To allow you
To mispronounce my name?

I think it's for the best
I never mentioned you
At all