If you ever go through bouts of hating yourself,
Then I am famailiar with your soul

Perhaps our anima are distant lovers,
The kind that make each other whole.

I'm acting like i'm 4 years old
I have no control
My whole, entire body hurts
Lets look inside my soul:

My bones feel very fragile
My skin feels very sore
My heart feels like its breaking
But that's not all, there's more

I can't control the crying
I can't make myself move
It may look like the doldrums
But even that, I can't prove

I'm not sure where this comes from
I should be a very happy girl
After all, how can one be sad?
When they've got everything in the world?

I love the support
I'm so glad you understand
I'm happy that you're here
That I have you to hold my hand

I'm sad
I feel defective
I want to explode
But I have you to be protective
To help lighten my load

Be here for me
That's all that I ask
I'm struggling
But I have you to help me patch up the cracks.

You're young
And I'm wild

I don't care, if you don't
Don't worry about everyone else
Don't listen to what people say
Think about yourself

I won't tell, if you don't
It's between you & me
They scratch at my open wounds
But you just let them bleed.

What is it about you
That catches me so off guard?
What about this sends me running?
What about this is so hard?

You'd think I was new to this
A fledgling of sorts
But i'm not new to this at all
In fact, I've been here before.

Its just my nervous heart-
Building high walled forts.

Does the human life cycle not scare you?

Babies are born, the elderly die.

Children are raised to run the world.

The adults are cared for by their young,

The young slowly grow into the old.

Children learn, adults control, the elderly endure.

Start anywhere, there is no end.