The Death of Certainty
She starts to shed a tear
Because she’s caught up in her own fear
If only she could take control of the steering wheel
Then maybe she’d begin to feel
She takes a sharp object and begins to peel
Peel away at all of her frustrations
Peel away at all her imperfections
Peel away cause there’s no other way
Peel away cause she doesn’t wanna stay
Peel away cause she’s done being afraid
Peel away cause everything’s not okay
She just awaits for someone to tell her it’s going to be okay
She continues to peel
Because she doesn’t feel
Being numb is her Achilles heel
That’s all she will ever be
So it’s nonsense to think
That she will ever be free
Unless she was to swallow several Aleve
To relieve
All the pain
To grieve
Her uncertainty
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