Some nights I soak my pillow then cry into my hands I try to press against my cheeks as tightly as I can and convince them that they're laughing
One time, I cried all the way to your house in a taxi, rushed to your bed and cried on there too, we drank smoothies that day
I worry about you I worry and I can't tell you I don't wanna worry you too
I wish I can look into your eyes and tell you I forgive you, and mean it
When I'm crying, I feel like I'm suffocating by a lump in my throat I think my pride had made its way into my airways, hoping to be coughed out But I don't cough it out, I keep swallowing it back in
I guess this is how it feels
I guess this is where I am
I trained my feet to keep walking it feels so weird to stop
And tomorrow's gonna be different
A different reason to smile in the morning
If you ask me how I ended up here I'll tell you I was blindfolded and dragged to an unfamiliar ocean dropped on to a boat made of cheap sheets of wood The waves are taking me away and I'm yelling off the top of my lungs and everyone I know is on the sand