The Machinist

I am not me,
I am what you want me to be.

I am your perception, you see through your eyes.

I am smiles of your childhood, I am your cries.

I am anger, I am guilt, I am ugly, I am bad.

I can't move, I am slow, I AM DEAD.

I do not flirt, I am commiserating.

Your life is not worth it, is it death; you are dating?

See... watch, a psycho around you.

I can be anything, but of all, I am just YOU.