Blessed be
  Messed up me
  Should I feel different? Was I
  Crying to get my face wet
  
  To discern what I did from what I thought
  It's hard to discern what I gave from what I got
  It's part of me.
  Blessed be.
  
  Low lit theatre
  Quiet crowd
  I'm on the screen projected
  I'm in the aisle yelling fire.