An inch above is how I drowned Two inches at a time is how I went down Until I felt that ground beneath my back And learned to breathe through the cracks
I can’t lie to the sun and make it mine, but my skin still burns the same way The clouds that can never be captured still finds time to shade me from light And the trees that sway freely offer me a space to lie down when I feel like climbing My foot still leaves footprints in the sand even when I walk away And even though I am a stranger the birds still sing me a song of goodbye Like my presence would be missed one day.
The sun was shining today Liked I asked it about its history I swore it smiled for a second before it went on this day long story About how it was here long before the man could say mom Each flame represents a decade of heat that has yet to pass And the middle being something that already happened Cause we’re all living somewhere between the past and present The sun knew why she smiled and I knew why I cried Thousands of years for this day to happen and it’s already gone I cried for my paper days and the sun who was still there I still sat inside because sometimes the sun shined too brightly And I wasn’t the one to make it stop but I was the one to dim it down
Life can be everything, And sometimes it can be nothing, When asked “why am I like this” I respond with life, When asked “where am I going” I respond with life, And when I am left with nothing, My God, let there be life.
If I had known what it would cost I wouldn’t have tried to cut myself up so much Wouldn’t have molded myself into the American dream Looked down at my grandmother’s footprint instead Formed and deformed A part of me I should have held on tighter To her Dream
I breathe to a beat I hear it all day I hear it beating I hear it screaming At me, against me It chokes me sometimes And when it stops I become weary Anxious of its return and I start to make my own beats