She was so reckless and so carefree
I was once her,
And she was once me
This was the way I truly use to be
Before I started drinking a new cup of tea
This cup is filled with aggression and pain
All the while searching for something to gain
But the searching is starting to drive me insane
As the late night thoughts sneak up on my brain
The thoughts endlessly fill my mind with doubt
As I have yet to obtain the ability
To truly understand what life is about
While keeping up with every responsibility
The tea was suppose to be a quick fix
A way to relax my mind
But as late night thoughts creep into the mix
Serenity becomes harder and harder to find
Yet this all leads me back to the one I'll call she
The girl who I simply use to be
She was so reckless and so carefree
It's hard to imagine now that I was ever her
Or that she was ever me
In the night I slowly drink my tea
For at least with it comes some stability
As I am no longer reckless nor carefree
And just want something with a profitable possibility
This kind of thinking keeps me up at night
Convinced now that I won't get this right
Yet I continue to drink the tea and fight
So that maybe my dark thoughts will lead back into the light
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
She was so reckless and so carefree
I was once her,
And she was once me
This was the way I truly use to be
Before I started drinking a new cup of tea
This cup is filled with aggression and pain
All the while searching for something to gain
But the searching is starting to drive me insane
As the late night thoughts sneak up on my brain
The thoughts endlessly fill my mind with doubt
As I have yet to obtain the ability
To truly understand what life is about
While keeping up with every responsibility
The tea was suppose to be a quick fix
A way to relax my mind
But as late night thoughts creep into the mix
Serenity becomes harder and harder to find
Yet this all leads me back to the one I'll call she
The girl who I simply use to be
She was so reckless and so carefree
It's hard to imagine now that I was ever her
Or that she was ever me
In the night I slowly drink my tea
For at least with it comes some stability
As I am no longer reckless nor carefree
And just want something with a profitable possibility
This kind of thinking keeps me up at night
Convinced now that I won't get this right
Yet I continue to drink the tea and fight
So that maybe my dark thoughts will lead back into the light
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