Number3
Adriana Cotes
I am the phantom of your sleepless nights
Of your imagined nightmares
But in time I will grow into
And become you
My voice is but my own
My voice my voice
Is but my own
And everything is everything else
I am illusion, depression, and maybe
Maybe I am you
Truthfully true
True
And after such a long journey I know my voice is but my own
My voice is but my own, my own
My voice but my own
This journey will take me farther than I've ever been before