Thief

The calendar lost it's meaning I walk asleep As i look upon the people of everyday, I see each one, a person whole Yet I am a shell My insides ripped apart Empty, stuck in you My throat became a noose Preventing even a mere sigh from escaping it Were I to open my mouth, Pandora's box would open and the river of heart would overflow Yet you walk free, You become a stranger again A stranger, with a part of me A thief, who stole me from myself