there was a time when you could see the lines in my skin
running along my arms like scarlet rivers
dried out riverbeds forever waiting for the rain that never comes

they found me then
took my arms, my rivers, my rain
and made them as they never happend

there was a time when you could see the deapth in my eyes
black like bottomless wells of oil
the darkness in them would seem to steal away all light

they changed me then
took my eyes, my wells, my darkness
and forced the light upon me

this is the time when you may fool youself to thinking I care
smooth skin and bright eyes does not make me more human
this life is not of my concern
I fought so hard to leave it
now they have turned me from the dark, from the night, from me