The Kept

Disfigured alone the other side of me Ive seen myself from inside
Turned around I face identity its the only shadow in my past
On this new day I approach it from the outside inside wants nothing more
From me
Transplant ready
Keeping what it wants from me
The change is coming
What will be kept when all is done?
Is the image even broken staring back at me or is the aura just showing
Whats inside?
No one can ever tell you which image is correct the only one thats sure
Is no one
Reflections of a person an existence of the flesh but flesh is worthless
Without mind
Transplant ready
Keeping what it wants from me
Change is coming
What will be kept when all is done?
The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
For years and years yet every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time Im growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time Im growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, this really has to end
Ive uncovered more to the stagnate man detached the holding shell
Theres a million ways to rebuild the mind an always changing force
Through trial and error thought for thoughts theres a feel Im looking for
A connected aura trying to take hold just a little more
Now caught in a brainstorm thoughts all locked away right here at the
Start now I stand
Maybe Ill find at some other time my ways can never be changed
This lesson Ive taken is nothing new at all keeping face just the best
That I can
Transplant failure
Keeping all that is me
Makes no changes
Ive kept it all for I am me!!!
The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
For years and years yet every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time Im growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same
Lost touch lost time Im growing older not so wise
Mature, naive, today wont end the same
Behind the faces which we own sits a long lost entity
Beyond the mask we hide our pain through the faces that we keep