I tried turning the other cheek
It left me battered and bruised
I tried washing their ***** feet
They walked over me after I was done being used
I tried opening up my home to them
I was left with the debts and dues
I tried my best to understand
But I'm still so confused
I've worked so hard to share my art
Years and I'm still afraid to starve
I wanted to show the world my heart
Crushed under the imperial boot
I finally found peace when I ran away
Back home where I once sought to escape
But this calm wasn't meant to last
As my fears of the world turned inward on my self
Plagued by anxiety and chronic stress
Paralyzed by the most simple of tasks
Where there once was a boy with flowering ambition
Now sits a man made of broken glass
Feb 14, 2024
Feb 14, 2024 at 8:34 PM UTC
I tried turning the other cheek
It left me battered and bruised
I tried washing their ***** feet
They walked over me after I was done being used
I tried opening up my home to them
I was left with the debts and dues
I tried my best to understand
But I'm still so confused
I've worked so hard to share my art
Years and I'm still afraid to starve
I wanted to show the world my heart
Crushed under the imperial boot
I finally found peace when I ran away
Back home where I once sought to escape
But this calm wasn't meant to last
As my fears of the world turned inward on my self
Plagued by anxiety and chronic stress
Paralyzed by the most simple of tasks
Where there once was a boy with flowering ambition
Now sits a man made of broken glass
