When the girl sees as far
As the birds fly the coast
How can she stay steady
And grounded

Sense of self will crumble
Into a sense of senselessness
As she senses all the other senses around her

How can someone hold onto their own truth
When everyone else's are much too loud
And drown out the sweet quiet inner voice
Singing the melody of the self

I am buffeted by the force
Of what others may think and feel
Of how they think and feel
The flicker of my own self
Threatens to die out
Constantly