Dear you,
Dear anyone,
Dear someone,
Would you listen to me?
I just have a few things to say, a few statements to make.
This can't be healthy.
This can't be me.
I am just trying to find a corner to stay in
Tired of blowing from place to place
Where should I stay?
No place wants someone so unstable.
No one wants the girl who's opinions and stances
change with the temperature.
No one wants to wait for the storms to stop.
And no one should have to.
If I could choose a me
I would
And I do.
But my decisions are never permanent.
My temperature is never decided.
I could never stay just one way
No matter how hard I try to make sense of everything...
I always point something out to myself that doesn't fit
So if someone could just tell me how to fix this
If someone could just tell me how to slow my thoughts down
How to simmer my anger
How to curb my obsessions
How to move on
If someone could tell me the secret to relaxing
To not caring
Maybe I could be a better person
Maybe I could be a better friend
Maybe I could be a better daughter
If someone could tell me...How to ignore myself
When I am filled with rage
Blind in all it's flames
Then I wouldn't burn myself
Then I wouldn't be by myself
So could you tell me?
Could you help me?
This is just a desperate prayer
To anyone and any kind of God out there.
Because I've spent years praying to myself,
And I have yet to receive an answer.
So could you?