Where does one begin?
Digging through the skin?
Or maybe I should start with something deeper within?
You rip out my teeth,
In a bid for relief,
But the joke is on you, because down underneath
it all
falls right down again,
drowned in acetaminophen,
And somewhere along the way,
we heard somebody say,
"Now,
there's footprints on the wall,
leading down the hall,
your actions may be big, and yet, your heart is still small."
The voices try to sing,
yet all I hear's a ring,
but when I listen closely I can make out some thing
that says
"You can get up again,
you're stronger than you've ever been."
And somewhere along the way,
I knew I'd be okay.
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 12:13 AM UTC
Where does one begin?
Digging through the skin?
Or maybe I should start with something deeper within?
You rip out my teeth,
In a bid for relief,
But the joke is on you, because down underneath
it all
falls right down again,
drowned in acetaminophen,
And somewhere along the way,
we heard somebody say,
"Now,
there's footprints on the wall,
leading down the hall,
your actions may be big, and yet, your heart is still small."
The voices try to sing,
yet all I hear's a ring,
but when I listen closely I can make out some thing
that says
"You can get up again,
you're stronger than you've ever been."
And somewhere along the way,
I knew I'd be okay.
it's gonna be alright