i am not doing well
at finding a balance;

    let me know if you'll wait for me,  
and ill let you know when im ready.

was i talking to myself?
are you filled with malice?

the silence is breaking me,
weighing on my soul heavy.

i dont want your forced love or your torture,
in the end im just a lost boy screaming for closure.

i hope you're still looking

if you're even anyone



im missing whatever it was

if it was ever anything

Brave warrior I am, screaming indian,

Buy my culture on sale at a costume store,

Bury my heart and the traditions I am rooted in,

Take my dancing regalia and give me my uniform.

and now, all my thoughts are reaching as far as the rainbows

and here, all my love pours out of these same holes

and then, all i want is for you to know

after all of this, the pain is slowed