inner cadence

07.02.26

There is a girl
Aimed for the world, but is falling
She played it tough, not into that glamour and doll thing
She set her sights high above lines others were drawing
But in reality her fantasy is choking and dying
In actuality, she just tries to keep from hurting and crying

She plays it tough
But life is rough and they seem distant
Between the lines, she hears the tones and reads the harsh hints
Although it plagues her in her mind forever she refuses to be bent
But the constant struggle to survive just leaves her more and more spent
The endless battle with herself seems like there'll never be an end

And so she needs to turn to something to release the endless tension
She cannot stand to constantly be stuck in a suspension
No hand in hand, she rather keep it from her friend's attention
So there's no mention, she's fenced in, her engine's about to blow

She'll turn to something: Cutting
It just works way to well
To kill the endless emotions that are creating this hell
And just a few cuts numb the pain and gain her some perspective
She loves the way it kills her heart and makes all things objective

She'll turn to something: Drinking
It's aims to make her forget
The craziness that drowns her thoughts and ties her in a net
And even twisting off that bottle top and taking a few sips
Forces her brain to back off a bit as the drink touches her lips

She'll turn to something: Running
It keeps the problem far
Creating distance through the mileage, the people, the guitar
And as long as all's together she can run for ever and ever
She'll just fight to keep away since the problem can't be severed

There is a girl
Ever so precious, but she can't see
The reality of value that's attached to her eternally
No matter who will tell her that it's true, she just cannot believe
They killed it early in her heart leaving an emotional amputee

She'll turn to something: Ending
She's scared but that's what's there
She's bottled up the pain so long she can't even begin to share
The difficulty of herself and how she's her own enemy
She wants so hard to have the faith to turn to the true diety
But blinded by the damage done and passed by others endlessly
She cannot stop her own self-hate before it takes control
They keep on handing her advice but her brain's already full
The brilliant red she hides inside will color all things dull
And mulling over things before, she dissapears once more
And giving up on things she swore, she dissapears once more