Take whatever is left of me,
Please hold it in your heart,
I'm not quite sure what's left you see,
Been losing pieces from the start.
One by one, piece by piece,
For every wrong thing that I found,
Unknowingly my hands filled up,
Until shame matched me pound for pound.
I tried to hide it in my pockets,
I willed it not to make a peep,
We hid together quiet in the shadows,
Save for the screaming in my sleep.
Please don't stop to pity me,
Though lonely I've never been alone,
Always together, pain and me,
So long it kind of feels like home.
It lives right behind my biggest smile,
It's voice the echo of my laugh,
It holds me when I get too close,
To living in the present not my past.
I thought it left me a time or two,
So empty are my heart and hands,
Insidious it moved into my soul,
Doubt stole my best laid plans.
I heard somewhere I must unbecome,
Everything I think I am,
I must believe I can come undone,
However I'm not sure if I can.
There is no place like home,
Yet now I'm told I may have been misled,
Over the river and through the woods,
My path disappeared like crumbs of bread.
The fairy tales just aren't true,
My mother failed to mention that,
For even someone loves the witch,
Yet only wrote about her hat.
So maybe it's not about becoming something,
And when they tell the story of me,
Once upon a time she lost her fear,
Everything she never hoped to be.