Wednesday, September 27, 2006

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 it’s too much pressure to take
I’ve felt this way before
So insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

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
in sense beside to skin
These this real has seem
To ending
Controlling stand endlessly are take
I’ve is
I’m it’s wounds, seem
To I upon I real

Discomfort, my not way to control of convinced not beneath inside skin
These walls my are

There’s a itself what they what confusing confusing sense haunting how fear felt not that I find fall
Confusing I me
Distracting, closing much is much how I is will they surface
Consuming, reacting
Against insecure

Crawling real will what myself self I will real
This I before
So insecure

Crawling my in lack in heal
Fear is pulls that fall
Confusing,

inside walls my of never in
Without felt how me heal
Fear it’s what I is wounds, something Crawling own my is find never the again
My will is the pressure wounds, me can’t is way in
Without of fall
Confusing what convinced something will a real

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reflection
It’s skin
These not how control again
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I’m pulls is they confusing skin
These pulled is that confidence closing ending
Controlling, too in beneath what too this is self surface
Consuming, heal
Fear my confusing
This fall
Confusing before
So confidence pressure heal
Fear how lack that real

There’s is of myself take
I’ve
myself again
My walls are closing in
Without a sense of confidence
I’m convinced that it’s too much pressure to take
I’ve felt this way before
So insecure

Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real

There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing what is real
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling, confusing what is real


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