Blurred images

No one knows who I am
just what I give to them
not the real puzzle
just the distraction
to keep them from getting in

I'm empty from head to toe
I'm nothing but a bunch of organs
but where's the heart?
It seems to have left

And faintly, in the back of my thoughts
I hear that cold taunting voice
telling me that it threw it away
because why should someone so worthless
have a heart to care for others with
or to risk giving to someone
lord knows the devil don't want me to fall in love

My vision, my thoughts, everything
blurrs away as I find anger or pain
I float, I cry, I scream,
yet my mind does other things
it calls names, hurts people, hurts me
it controls someone I'm not,
yet it's still me, I just forget
every horrible thing I do
blurred images are all that's left

blurred images are my nights
blurred images are my soul
blurred images are my life
blurred images are my anger
blurred images are my pain
blurred images are my everything

they are everywhere,
covering the evil my other self has done
and it's quite easy to forget
and it's quite easy to play
truth be told, I can't remember today