The Kept

Disfigured alone the other side of me I've seen myself from inside
 Turned around I face identity it's the only shadow in my past
 On this new day I approach it from the outside inside wants nothing more
 From me
 Transplant ready
 Keeping what it wants from me
 The change is coming
 What will be kept when all is done?
 Is the image even broken staring back at me or is the aura just showing
 What's inside?
 No one can ever tell you which image is correct the only one that's sure
 Is no one
 Reflections of a person an existence of the flesh but flesh is worthless
 Without mind
 Transplant ready
 Keeping what it wants from me
 Change is coming
 What will be kept when all is done?
 The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
 For years and years yet every day it ends the same
 Lost touch lost time I'm growing older not so wise
 Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same
 Lost touch lost time I'm growing older not so wise
 Mature, naive, this really has to end
 I've uncovered more to the stagnate man detached the holding shell
 There's a million ways to rebuild the mind an always changing force
 Through trial and error thought for thoughts there's a feel I'm looking for
 A connected aura trying to take hold just a little more
 Now caught in a brainstorm thoughts all locked away right here at the
 Start now I stand
 Maybe I'll find at some other time my ways can never be changed
 This lesson I've taken is nothing new at all keeping face just the best
 That I can
 Transplant failure
 Keeping all that is me
 Makes no changes
 I've kept it all for I am me!
 The fears I fear yet never have I made the change
 For years and years yet every day it ends the same
 Lost touch lost time I'm growing older not so wise
 Mature, naive, and every day it ends the same
 Lost touch lost time I'm growing older not so wise
 Mature, naive, today wont end the same
 Behind the faces which we own sits a long lost entity
 Beyond the mask we hide our pain through the faces that we keep