Scarred of the moment
You might have to give up
Can we preach what we teach
Your scream in the black is what
I feel
I ran towards the light
When I wanted the dark
Two Steps back
To my child like mind
Regressing to perfection
Regressing to something scary
Who would've ever though
What it is I really sought
Am I honest, to myself?
Am I
honest to myself!?
Where does the tornado take me
I'll forget to strap in
And let the walls slam me around
But I will learn
Some original motion within
Stop overthinking, overthinking
Stop, Stop
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