It feels like life started a few years ago
I had my mind surrounded by mirrors
I had no escape, I had no choice but to run away
look where it got me
it was so hard to numb the pain
I could’ve taken drugs, instead I found myself needing to heal what I needed to heal most, myself
a history of trauma passed down by generations came down on you all at once
an innocent child seeing things she shouldn’t have
where was your mother when you needed her most?
where was the life you wanted to finally show?
you had no innocent life
you knew all the rules by the age of five
what felt like forever, it was all in your mind
I stay up all night until the town awakens
because I fear those foggy dreams will cloud my mind again
who will stop this cycle?
