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