I am the mess...you've made
I am the one near...the phone.
I am the one who...lingers at your door.
I am the heart...you broke.
I am the thing...dead and cold.
I am your mind, eating every thought that filters your head.
I am your soul...now alone.
I am your memory, frozen and un-fixable.
I am in this sleep, that goes on and on.
I am in this palce, I can't run from.
I am in this film, that the critics hate.
I am misunderstood, all the time.
I am falling down, but I'll be fine.
Short song, tell me what you think...