They said my lines were weak
So I learned not to speak
I decided not to speak
Now the lines are stuck in my mind
Driving me insane
Stay in your lane
I'm a girl who loves to dance
Yet too afraid to give it a chance
Utterly bored with myself
Wishing to purely connect
Aching for
the courage
the tools
the words
To get out of this rut
All my ideas swirl into gray lines
That fill my mind
And fuel the emptiness
That keeps me from feeling alive
Left only with a penchant for pleasing
I just laugh it off
Then cry dry tears at night
Where did I go?
Can you see me?
I'm lost in the monotony
Can you save me?
Can I save me?
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC
They said my lines were weak
So I learned not to speak
I decided not to speak
Now the lines are stuck in my mind
Driving me insane
Stay in your lane
I'm a girl who loves to dance
Yet too afraid to give it a chance
Utterly bored with myself
Wishing to purely connect
Aching for
the courage
the tools
the words
To get out of this rut
All my ideas swirl into gray lines
That fill my mind
And fuel the emptiness
That keeps me from feeling alive
Left only with a penchant for pleasing
I just laugh it off
Then cry dry tears at night
Where did I go?
Can you see me?
I'm lost in the monotony
Can you save me?
Can I save me?
written 1/23/17
