I don't feel stuck.
I feel like there's a way out, I just haven't found it yet
Somewhere in this whole mess,
I broke my smile
My hair got caught on a branch and cut so I can't braid it anymore
The part of this maze that was supposed to be shaded is on fire,
I can still see it if I look back
And I have nightmares about lighting it and pouring gasoline
The trees are too tall to climb
And they turned off the light at the end of the tunnel
It's there, but I'm not going to see it
Sort of like nitrogen in the air
I feel it though
I feel it like the heartbeat in my feet, hitting the ground in steady rhythm,
Running because I know I could be wrong
And the next dead end could get me to crack,
God knows my skin already has
I'm holding my heart in my hands as a last resort
I wonder if the fire's catching up.