When I look at all the books on my shelf
I question the state of my mental health
Could any of these people reach me
Could any of theses symbols teach me
Heal me, oh, reveal me
When I look at all the clothing in my drawer
I question my state, who am I dressing for
Could any of these faces find me
Could any of places remind me
Heal me, oh, reveal me
When I look at all the numbers in my phone
I question my state of being alone
Could any of these numbers be me
Could any of these voices free me
Heal me, oh, reveal me