I'm not quite lying when I say who I am
I'm skirting around the truth
And dropping hints within the sand
I'm not quite sure I have ever met myself
For with each passing moment
It seems I have become someone else
I'm not quite sure I can call myself a girl
For there's a rock within my stomach
That sometimes surfaces with the word
Dec 20, 2021
Dec 20, 2021 at 10:01 PM UTC
I'm not quite lying when I say who I am
I'm skirting around the truth
And dropping hints within the sand
I'm not quite sure I have ever met myself
For with each passing moment
It seems I have become someone else
I'm not quite sure I can call myself a girl
For there's a rock within my stomach
That sometimes surfaces with the word
