Innate

I am becoming a reflection of all the people I hate

Give me all your love and it still won't be enough

I yearn for the missing people in a crowded room

I am the virus and you are the antidote

You'll rescue me from myself

But soon I will be too strong for you

I am the joker of the deck pretending to be a replacement for the queen of hearts

I secretly start drinking

My roots are weak and my ancestor's blood run deep

These are the cells I am most scared of

No matter how much I water it

Despite my best efforts

The green leaves will turn yellow