So many times I fall, I'm falling, I fall apart.
I'm so concerned with pity things, it drags me farther down.
Why do we run from things we're scared of?
I see it now it's all so clear.
No, there's no turning back from here.
"The Left Side Of Everywhere"
- Sleeping with Sirens
There’s this feeling again.
Like petals and teardrops,
I am falling.
I let someone in, and they destroy me-
leaving me, crushing every part of me.
I am scared.
I am restless.
I am starting to build walls around my heart,
starting to get lost in my thoughts,
and in the deepest corners of my soul.
If I fall,
I will just have to hope
That I land on the
And loose feathers
From pillow fights
Of my childhood
Rather than the
And hard concrete
Of my future