Far past a little misshaped
Maybe I'm just a tad bit too late
I'm sick of these constant charades


Blunt cuspids & ingrates
In shambles & disrepair
Barely copimg; life & loss
Laissez-faire

You told me I wasn't enough
Can't break through
You see right through me
I can't feel you

So far adrift, I'm lost
Where should I be heading
& at what cost?
When I've been gagged
&tailored off
I'm happy you've found
your own shadow,
I've been aching for a little
shade on my side
Time to recoup, time to revive

You told me I wasn't enough
I can't break through
You see right through me
I can't feel you

They come uninvited
They come in real quiet

these thoughts get the best of me

They come uninvited
They come in real quiet
No end to this atrophy

Insipidly, my taste tends to bleed
as the footsteps they leave me
buried alive (barely alive)
Constantly revolving around
this notion of self-deprivation
A shard of broken glass
lodged in my back
I know how you irk to get me out
(let me out)
Don't let me fade away

I will be enough
You see right through me
But I still feel you
You will be enough
You see right through me
I still feel you

Don't tell me I won't be enough
I will break through
You see right through me
I still feel you

I'm reaching out
Just hold on

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