• Wash away all of my impurities,
    My unsubstantial abilities
    Scrub everything away
    In an attempt to make me "clean"
    Scrape everything away
    Until it makes me bleed
    Never stopping
    Never slacking
    You keep on going
    Until I'm lacking
    Lacking a cause
    Lacking a soul
    And having no means of thinking for myself
    These are your thoughts
    This is your blood
    Lost is the person that I was once
    Left is the image of something I will never be