because sadness keeps me awake
when i should be asleep
i couldnt close my eyes
to see a crystal clear picture of what it would be like
when i held on to that burning heap

didnt know that burning heap was hotter
than the coals my feet would touch when something was slaughtered
over something that i didnt quite understand
which melted my heart to keep sobbing
into porcelain glasses that were precious
like my heart that kept throbbing

tears fall down like the window pane sound
when someone would come home
dreaming and thinking if i was ever gonna be
with someone or will i be left all alone?

chasing dreams was the reality of life
didnt know it would tire you so much
until it eats you up
like you were the last carrot on the table
which no one else wanted

but it didnt look like that
it was more than sounding flat,
or looking super fat,
more than how long you sat,
or if you looked like a rat.
but what was inside
that distinguished
who you are
and no one else would dictate that.

so much things may slap you in the face real hard
like a giants nest hitting the illegal settlers cage
until it crashes down to pieces
never gonna be put back together in its original place
but it had its chance to reinvent itself

go back up
go back up
stand on both feet up
and up up up
you are bound for something greater than the road's bump