*Push or pull?
You gave it all you got,
Revisiting, wandering, looking for something.
Breaking, twisting, making up something.
Push or pull, did you give it all away?
Push or pull, did you pull it all away?*
*Pulling it together, this is what you wanted,
Stained and rough, blindsided to oneself.
Pushing it away, everything you've wanted,
Broken and shattered as you ran away,
Neglecting the pieces of your work.*
*Bleeding and drifting is what it has caused,
Never be the one to see or hear.
Wearing the glasses of your vision,
Pushing away the colors outside the frame.*
*Push or pull?
You played the game, but lost yourself.
Fleeing the fire you set ablaze,
Yet blaming the ashes for burning your name.
Blind to the truth, deaf to the echoes—
Now tell me, was it worth it?*
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 4:17 PM UTC
*Push or pull?
You gave it all you got,
Revisiting, wandering, looking for something.
Breaking, twisting, making up something.
Push or pull, did you give it all away?
Push or pull, did you pull it all away?*
*Pulling it together, this is what you wanted,
Stained and rough, blindsided to oneself.
Pushing it away, everything you've wanted,
Broken and shattered as you ran away,
Neglecting the pieces of your work.*
*Bleeding and drifting is what it has caused,
Never be the one to see or hear.
Wearing the glasses of your vision,
Pushing away the colors outside the frame.*
*Push or pull?
You played the game, but lost yourself.
Fleeing the fire you set ablaze,
Yet blaming the ashes for burning your name.
Blind to the truth, deaf to the echoes—
Now tell me, was it worth it?*
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