Millions of fragments it was tragic
Broken pieces on the floor manic
Needed you most you ran away
Out the door on your last day
Paying attention listen intently
Saying I'm sensitive acting gently
No sports cars truck no Bentley
Step back jack don't tempt me
I used to care what you thought of me
It was one of the biggest parts of me
Validation from others not my own
Too much time on the phone so alone
Shamans' wisdom needed insight
Find out what to do with my life
Fire insides out time to ignite
Quit the shit it's lit will be all right
Millions of pieces used and broken
My mouth choking my heart spoken
Eyes are wide red dead focused
Woken blind faith just in case hoping
Family was over protecting me
Friends don't play ejecting me
Under lock and key arresting me
Wanted or missing objecting me
Delusion to perception
Alluding to protection
Sisters and brothers
Unto others self-projection