do not take me to be me

do not take me to be me
i am many more than me

i have my deranged self
past crimes
and webbed
recollections

do not take me to be me
i do not love
i only hurt

i only remember my
runaway Lara
i shout and hit
and plaster
my walls with ghosts
of her smiles
i don't know whisperings
and their sweet sorts
i get tired easily talking
about love
i do not believe
any flowering
bud
i only bruise

do not take me to be me
you might not like
what you see
do not take me to be me

you might just
make me more
complicated