Fragmented Psyche

I can't start to tell you what it's like
I can only paint you a picture of this crude fight
A spark in the dark
A cruel light
Showing me what light might have been like
Before the world shattering lightning strike

I can watch my wife talk but
I can hear her lips move but
All I can hear are the me's
The headmates fighting to be
The me that people see
but don't know it's not really me
It's just my fragmented psyche

Feel like I'm choking
Feel like I'm drowning
Dreaming I'm running
Thinking I'm screaming
Holding my head cursing
No, we can't eat a whole cake Elle

I got one body, one brain
But I gotta explain
My mind is split
Sound like bullshit?
Yea, makes me sound like a weirdo
But just rethink a stained glass window
Broken pieces interlinked to bestow
The world with art
We're just trying to get a fresh start
To take part in what was taken apart
Before we could really embark on life
No, we're not just a spare part
Just because we got a shit start

Think.
Just try to imagine.
Sitting in the middle of a classroom
Not enough elbowroom
Too many people talking in a sonic boom
Not giving you enough headroom
To hear a fucking thing

No, people don't know I've got this
Or the hell I lived through to have this
All they want to do is dismiss
And reminisce of a life with no splits
Telling me it's all in my head
(where else would it be?)

I was never given the chance to heal
I cam home from hell just to enter another
A childhood spent in Dante's Inferno
The only visible clawmarks are inside the 7th layer
Leaving a little girl to grow
Silent
Ecclectic
Eccentric
Melodramatic
Into a woman who didn't know which was was up
Or which way was down

But now?
I'm not just a woman
I'm a fucking knight
Standing in the dark
Staring at that cruel light
Sizing up that lightning strike
Not afraid to fucking fight

Feel like I'm choking
Feel like I'm drowning
Dreaming I'm running
Thinking I'm screaming
Holding my head cursing
Fuck no, we can't buy that toy Hugh

I got one body, one brain
But I gotta expain
My mind is split
Sound like bullshit?
Yea, makes me sound like a weirdo
But just rethink a stained glass window
Broken pieces interlinked to bestow
The world with art
We're just trying to get a fresh start
To take part in what was taken apart
Before we could really embark on life
No, we're not just a spare part
Just because we got a shit start