Im more.
More then just my body, more then just my face.
Your also more, More then a honey for them to eat.
Just leave me alone, give me space.
To think things trough, not be trapped in Maze, in one place.
You think by Anger, by need and desire, dont make me start playing lyre
It doesnt make sence, when you think of me you think of my actions, my body, not my personality, my soul so tense.
Clothes falling on the floor, taking the heart, the mind and breath.
Feeling in the way of seeing just my body nothing thats left.
But we're more, more then 'let me see' more then 'its only we'.
Im not a Dime im Dozen, nor a sound so golden.
Im more then my body. We are more then our bodies.
We're soul that fights but still lives.
Im more.