* Crawling in my skin,
These wounds, they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real. *
There's something inside me
that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing.
This lack of self control
I fear is never ending,
Controlling.
I can't seem,
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence
I’m convinced that there’s just
too much pressure to take),
I've felt this way before,
So insecure.
Discomfort, endlessly has
pulled itself upon me,
Distracting, reacting.
Against my will I stand
beside my own reflection,
It's haunting how I can't seem...
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence
I’m convinced that there’s just
too much pressure to take),
I've felt this way before,
So insecure.
There's something inside me
that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing,
This lack of self control
I fear is never ending,
Controlling.
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