Something or Nothing
I can feel my soul crawling out of my body
It leaves as if it’s not welcomed here
As if my ribs can’t protect it from it’s own spirit being broken
I pick it up every morning, swallow it like a hard pill, and wind myself up
I don’t go through the motions
They go through me
Some can relate but they won’t understand
You can’t walk in another persons shoes, they weren’t designed for you
I constantly try to fix everyone else and carry their pain
The weight of the world is on my shoulders
So you wouldn’t understand why that word “pain” is tatted on my shoulder
You can’t fix someone if you deny that you yourself are broken
I’m talking to myself
As usual I don’t listen
Why deal with my own problems when it’s easier to help others
They see that I look fine
My motor is running low
There’s no fuel station for the gas I need
My engine is failing but there’s no dealership to fix this
What am I supposed to do
I don’t know I just see question marks in my head
Excuse me does anyone know where I go to fix my soul, the broken one
So many people around, can you not hear me asking questions
That’s fine
I see the girl through the broken glass
Sorry soul I must leave you again my superhero cape is more important than me being ok
We’ll try again tomorrow
I guess I just have to crank a little harder
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