Need to breathe Sometimes I feel like I need to tell myself that so I can have a little bit of control over my body
I don’t know if that’s true But I’ve told myself that enough times that I can believe it
Need to breathe I used to hear that it was okay to tell people small lies If it was to protect their feelings It took me 15 years to realize that when it came to protecting my own feelings, I had already lost
Need to breathe Breathe again
Sometimes I lose track of which stories I’ve told myself And next thing you know, you wind up face first inside of a garbage can garbage made to look like your mother AND you can’t help but let your mind wander AND all of it leaves you wondering “What the fuck am I even doing here?”
Need to breathe Breathe again Breathe again
This isn’t working None of this is working
Staring at the ceiling at 3 in the morning I may not be able to get off the ground Guess I better get comfortable