Coming Home From College.

I'll be the nightmare on your cross
I'll burn swastikas on your stars
You look at me like a broken dream
Is this now what you recall?

Time has made me a phoenix
and made you my featherless wing
As we fall in unity, we're still divided
Who is bones and who is God?

Do we burn the bridge we use to judge over
or do you devour the withered flower and
forget the stain it made?

I am called nobody
You used to be somebody
Though we've switched it all still feels the same.

Sharpen your heel, make it my face
reject to others the mistakes you made
throw them onto me, I'm dirty anyway

take the glory for my thoughts and words
rise above as everyone's dream girl
As for me, I've become dissociative.